Kess/Cuzland

Cuz, my oldest friend (I have some who are older, but none I have known as long), was in residence at his Kessingland home this week so we hacked into darkest Suffolk to spend a very pleasant morning with him and his family.

Kessingland is the oddest place (Olive calls it Cuzland and cracks up laughing at her joke), a proper baron, rundown seaside town. We've been visiting since they bought the place for an absolute snip almost seven years ago and always have a nice time. Don't think we've ever been in the summer! The house itself is wonderful, Victorian, three beds and a box room, open fire, big old enamel bath, and so on. All very homely and spitting distance from the sea.

Anyway, they're letting it out this year. Very reasonable rates if you fancy it. Let me know...