A trip to Aldeburgh

Having heard such wonderful things about Aldeburgh, Suffolk, from a variety of sources, I had been desperate to go for a long time. I finally got there this summer. 

It didn't disappoint. 

We picked a rainy couple of days, which only added to the atmosphere of the place. I can't quite find the right word to describe Albeburgh; eerie is a bit negative, otherworldly is not quite right, isolated is again negative, but it is kind of all these things, only in the most positive way. Perhaps gentle is the best description I can come up with. The sort of place your grandparents would probably like. In fact we were probably the youngest in our hotel by a good 50 years or so. 

It is a small seaside town. The colour of the gunmetal sky against the green of the sea and red of the shingle beach cut across the horizon, stretching seemingly forever in both directions, leaving you feeling rather insignificant, which for me, was strangely relaxing. 

The beautiful weatherbeaten red brick houses and walls around the high street seem to echo the red shingle beach.

We ate a high tea at the Cragg Sister's Tea Rooms that consisted of crab sandwiches (freshly caught) and home made cakes, scones and tea. It was delicious and the room itself is so incredibly kitch (again, in the best possible way!) with hand knitted tea cosies, vintage tiered serving plates and gentle 50's tunes playing in the back ground. A wonderful little place.

We also managed to sample the UK's best fish and chips (apparently) and it was very good too. It was strictly a take away number, so we ate it staring out to sea on the beach wall.

Much of the architecture in Aldeburgh tended towards the quirky.

I loved how each house was different, very different to the often homogenous streets of London.

I definitely recommend a visit. We will be back there soon. It is the perfect place to drop out from it all (outside of school holidays that is).