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Hi! I'm Eunice and I live in Bolton, Lancashire, with my two dogs Sophie and Sugar and an assortment of cats - well it used to be Sophie and Sugar, now it's Sophie and Poppie. I first began camping back in 1997 when my then partner took me to Anglesey for my birthday weekend. We slept in the back of the car - a hatchback - using the cushions off the settee at home as a mattress, and cooked and brewed up on a single burner camping stove. The site was good, the views were great, the weather fantastic and I was completely hooked. Following that weekend we got a two-man tent and some proper accessories and returned to Anglesey two weeks later, then over time we progressed to a three-man tent followed by an old trailer tent, then a new trailer tent, a campervan and finally a caravan. When my partner decided that the grass was greener on the other side of the street - literally - in April 2009 and I suddenly found myself alone after fifteen years, I decided there was no way I was going to give up camping and caravanning if I could cope on my own. This blog is the story of my travels, trials and tribulations since becoming a solo camper - I hope you like it

Thursday April 23rd 2015 - T is for Thorpeness

This post is part of the A - Z Challenge.

Voted the 'Weirdest Village in England' by Bizarre magazine in 2003, Thorpeness lies two miles north of Aldeburgh on the Suffolk coast. Originally a small fishing hamlet in the late 19th century, the village and many miles of land surrounding it were bought in 1910 by Glencairn Stuart Ogilvie, a Scottish barrister. Though most of the land was used for farming Ogilvie developed Thorpeness into a private fantasy village to which he invited his friends and colleagues and their families during the summer months. Many of the holiday homes were built in his favourite Jacobean and Tudor Revival styles, and a notable feature of the village is a set of almshouses built in the 1920s.

At the heart of Thorpeness is The Meare, an artificially created shallow boating lake covering 3 acres. One of Ogilvie's personal friends was J M Barrie, the author of Peter Pan; several small streams at various points off the lake have landings marked with a Peter Pan theme, and the tiny islands contain locations found in the book, such as Wendy's home and the Pirates Lair and many others where kids are encouraged to play - there's even a crocodile on one of the islands. A variety of non-motorised boats can be hired by the hour and many of these are the original ones from when the lake was first created. The highlight of the summer season is the Thorpeness Regatta at the end of August; boat races are held during the day and at night decorated boats are paraded round the lake, followed by a huge firework display. 

Overlooking the lake is the village green complete with a small duck pond, a timber-clad building which houses a cafe and small gift shop, and a pony and carriage which takes visitors on a leisurely tour of the village. Also overlooking the lake is a 1930s Art Deco hotel and restaurant. Across the road from the green is a large pay-and-display car park and on the far side of that is the long stretch of shingle beach which is bordered by a variety of private houses, bungalows and holiday homes. Also on the shore is Dune House, a beach house of Scandinavian design where the roof reflects the sea and sky while the ground floor is completely surrounded by glass; walk a quarter of a mile north along the beach and you'll find a terraced row of seven quirky and brightly-painted 3-storey houses set in the shallow dunes. In the village itself is the Dolphin Inn and a country club with golf course, tennis courts and swimming pool.

Thorpeness is full of quirky buildings and the best just has to be the House in the Clouds. Originally built as a water tower in the early 1920s the huge water tank at the top was visible above the surrounding trees so Ogilvie had it disguised as a weatherboarded house to look more in keeping with the rest of the village. The water tower was eventually made redundant in the late 1970s, the tank was removed and the building fully converted into a 5-storey house with a huge games room at the top; it's now used as very expensive holiday accommodation, and seen from various parts of the village the top part of the house really does look like it's in the clouds.

So - weird, quirky, unusual, unique; Thorpeness isn't a big place but however you want to describe it it's definitely worth visiting more than once. Photos of the village can be found in my posts from September 4th 2013 and September 6th 2012.


  1. Hi human, Eunice,

    I love all things quirky. My human, Gary, is weird, quirky and most unusual in a strangely unique way. Thorpeness sounds fascinating and a place I should take my human. Thanks for this, my kind human friend.

    In the meantime, I shall wonder around Leek, Staffordshire. Speaking of weird , quirky and unusual.

    Pawsitive wishes,

    Penny :)

  2. Thank you for pawsing on my T post and making a comment Penny. You and Gary would love Thorpeness.

    I've never been to Leek - if it's unusual then maybe I should visit when I get the chance.

  3. That is my kind of place! Add it to the list. :)

    1. I thought you might like the sound of it. It's such a lovely place I might even make another visit myself later on in the year.


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