I was in Norfolk last weekend aka 'Cambridge on Sea'.

It was interesting going there in the winter as there is a distinct lack of the 'Chelsea Tractor' full of cocooned families ploughing up and down the narrow roads at top speed. The place had more of a community/local's feel about it, albeit depleted by the soaring house prices with weekenders investing in holiday cottages.

I spent some time strolling on Brancaster beach and really started to appreciate the immensity of nature and how wonderful it is (I have found that this feeling is rapidly eroded by too much urban living.) On returning home I noticed the news was harking on about the environment yet again. The story was on the lines that the icecaps are now proved to be melting out of control and before we know it we will be reliving Kevin Costner's 'Waterworld'. It was bad enough the first time. I felt a pang for the environment after tasting it first hand in Norfolk, so I opened up a bottle of Chianti, sat down, and gave the news the respect it was due. I learnt that Norfolk will be one of the areas submerged, but on the plus side I guess even 'Chelsea Tractors' cannot deal with that, and my own back garden might gain a sea view. Despite this I felt sadness and guilt for the damage we humans were inflicting on our lovely planet and wondered what the individual could do to help. I then became hungry, wandered into the kitchen, boiled the kettle and put yet another load in the tumble dryer while heating up the oven for an accompaniment to the Chianti.

Oh dear, I seem to have fallen at the first hurdle.

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