13 September 2018: Thin Beer and Crinkle Crankle Walls

20180913_122459“It’s alcohol-free!”, choked Keith, mid mouthful. Maurice had invited us in to his Aldeburgh cottage for refreshments. “It was a bargain; eight bottles of Ghost Ship for a tenner – and now I know why”, he admitted bashfully. Much leg-pulling – of his good leg, of course – followed.

20180913_113715Mid-way round a 37 mile route from Framlingham to the seaside and back, Andrew, Lawrence, Roger, Keith, Ken and Brian had followed Maurice to Snape Maltings for coffee and then on to Aldeburgh for lunch. Along the way we had bumped into John Bagrie; though we seemed to lose him at coffee time. Strange that. Easton, we rode past Britain’s longest crinkle crankle wall. That’s a wavy wall to you and me; look at the picture and you’ll get the general idea. Dating back to the 18th century, crinkle crankle walls were cheap to build as they were made just one brick thin, they didn’t need buttressing and, no doubt, with the money saved the owner could treat pals to real beer instead of that cheap non alcoholic stuff.

20180913_134151Meanwhile, back in Aldeburgh and a few doors along from Maurice’s place, we enjoyed a fine seafood lunch before mounting up and heading back to Framlingham. Throughout the day we had been blessed with fine weather, good food and excellent stewardship, all thanks to Maurice. Thanks too, to Andrew, for getting us organised.


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37 miles anticlockwise from Framlingham


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