My relationship with the Domesday Book started with a bored teenage me in a draughty county record office, flicking through a modern English translation and thinking, “So this is it?…
If your idea of Norfolk is queues for the car park at Wells and dodging ice creams on Cromer pier, I’ve got good news. There’s another side to the county…
When people ask me for “Domesday Book villages to visit”, I usually disappoint them by saying something very un-touristy: the most Domesday-ish places in England often feel oddly ordinary. No…
