Sometimes in life you just need to hear silence, so my partner and I went up to Walberswick yesterday. We timed it just right, after September 30th so free parking and dogs on the beach, and before the rain drenched afternoon set in. We walked on the only sandy beach in Suffolk and then in a fit a rashness or intrepidness we went paddling in the sea. It was remarkably warm, well not really but my feet some became so numb it didn't matter. My partner is made of much hardier stuff than I so he stayed in for ages.
We then had lunch in the pub garden with someone else's dog tethered to our table (who was lovely), whilst the owners read a Paul Auster novella at a table some distance away.