Another late breakfast start, before driving to Kirton Village where Eddy and Ann spent thirty years of family life together. We parked in the church car park, and visited Eddy's grave, then walked across huge fields of wheat ready for harvesting to visit Annie, who lives in a rented farm cottage painted a cheery bright yellow. A lovely setting as long as you don't mind the isolation. The four of us then walked down to Kirton Creek where the stream becomes a tidal inlet with wetland wildfowl and mud flats. The sort of place I love to take photos.
We could hear the sound of birds in the reeds, and a flock of geese in the distance. There were lots of footprints in the mud, but very few birds were visible close to shore apart from a few gulls. We regretted not bringing a picnic lunch. It would have been lovely to stay there until the tide came in, bringing the birds out of cover to search for food, but the walk there made us hungry. By the time we returned to Felixstowe it was three when we had lunch, after walking five miles altogether.
Ann's car had been taken for a water pump replacement job in the morning, and it was ready to collect by the end of the afternoon, so I drove her to the garage in Trimley to collect it. We had a substantial take away curry for supper and ate too much. Then Clare and Ann looked through a collection of Super Eight family films some of which were commercial products but others of which were home movies, shot and edited either by Clare's father Francis or her brother Eddy. She's selected a number of them to take home with her, plus the Super Eight film editing suite for reviewing them. There's a range of family movies of holidays and other happenings from sixty to seventy years ago to go though, and maybe select some for digitzation, at a rate of about fifty quid a reel. In terms of family history material and personal memories it may be worth the expense.
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