Framlingham

Reeling post election, we indulged in a rather lovely lunch sitting  outside in the sun in beautiful Framlingham at The Dancing Goat. 
I have a great fondness for this little town, with lovely memories visiting the wonderful castle as a child with my Dad, who had an amazing ability to make history come to life.  Spookily I discovered ancestors on both my Mum and Dad's side having been born, married and died here, so I feel a deep connection with the place.
We enjoyed a walk around the perimeter, squinting up to the top of the ramparts in the bright sunshine, while the dogs careered around.