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Cackle Lane, Vampire Road and Coffin Close are just three spooky street names from 30 across Britain.

With Hallowe'en imminent, would a street name like this concern you?

Read on ...

 

 

We're going to look today at the biggest town in west Norfolk and the second largest place in Norfolk: King's Lynn.

Known as Bishop's Lynn until 1537, the town has seen rapid development and growth - not just in a new name either.

Equidistant from Cambridge and Norwich at 44 miles, this seaport in west Norfolk has a lot to recommend it.

It's a town the team at Pure North Norfolk really like.

As well as having quite a vibrant town centre, with many retail and restaurant outlets, the town centre is stepped in history. It is a town full of statement buildings shaped by Henry Bell who designed many of the fine merchants' house that still adorn Lynn, as many know it.

Japanese knotweed (Fallopia japonica) is making media noise again as a couple in Cornwall are now suing the previous owners as they claim this invasive plant has knocked 10% or £50,000 in value off their property.

That is a nightmare in anyone's books. 

Like many plants, Japanese knotweed was introduced to Britain in Victorian times when it was brought to Europe from the sides of volcanoes by a German botanist. In 1847 it won the plant equivalent of the Oscars, but today it is regarded as an absolute menace to home and landowners.

Why?

If we were to boldly announce some statistics, would you believe us?

Would credence and credibility be added if we were to tell you these figures came from Land Registry?

Yes?

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"The summer sun is fading as the year grows old,
And darker days are drawing near,
The winter winds will be much colder,
Now you're not here."

We know with temperatures still in the high teens, that winter is hardly close but there is a sense of summer ending and the cooler nights of autumn drawing in.

The team at Pure North Norfolk love this time of year as the golden russet leaves fall from deciduous trees and your garden goes into a sort of slumber.