So, what else did we experience in Norfolk? Hmm. I unfortunately didn't get a photo of the guys dressed up as druids in Norwich that had built a go kart and was preparing to ride it down a hill.
I'm not sure exactly what the deal was, but I think it was Norfolk Asparagus Month or something - everywhere had asparagus for sale - this is one of the tamer signs:
|Not convinced by the "tender". I actually quite like asparagus but I would never think to call it tender. Maybe I cook it wrong.|
I've never made such a big deal made out of asparagus in a supermarket before.
|Genuine Norfolk person holding asparagus, probably grown in Norfolk.|
The asparagus wouldn't be that noteworthy except for the following two points:
1) Imagine, if you will, the following. It is a Saturday lunchtime, and you're travelling back from Davenport's Magic Kingdom. You're feeling a little worse for wear after the night before, which meant that you didn't have any breakfast. You're not near to any towns, and you are peckish. You see a glimpse of a caravan in a layby ahead. Great! You think. We'll stop and grab a burger, I could eat a burger. You think.
But it's not a burger van. It's a caravan, where you can pull over, and buy asparagus and strawberries. Nothing else. Not asparagus burgers. Not strawberry sandwiches. Just plain asparagus and strawberries.
2) On the way back, passing a farm shop, I saw that it was advertising an "Asparagus wine evening". Again - might be very nice. But I didn't stop and book a table.