Bawdsey is well known for its place in the WWII war game - the home of radar and all that, but now it offers a quiet hamlet that is only disturbed by the occasional tourist seeking solitude or, indeed, wild food.
We parked at the local pub ( there was a space - why pay?) and jumped onto the ferry. We asked the Ferryman (Mrs Dave paid - haha*) where we could find the reported wild plums and he, cryptically told us we could go left or right. Thanks. We went left and found a huge amount of blackberries.
Wandering on a little further we found a single bush that offered us enough sloes to make a couple of bottles of sloe gin. Whilst I took off my gloves and got down to business, Mrs D concentrated on blackberries. When we got a bit bored we thought we'd wander on - bramble on? - down the road apiece. What did we find but a load of wild cherry plums? Wonderful! We - I say we but I mean I, managed to ensconce myself into a small roadside grove that offered a huge amount of wild plums and plucked to my heart's content. Beautiful red fruit growing wild, fantastic taste. Heaven.
I don't know why this particular area is so abundant with fruit - if you want elderberries, look no further. I will be here in the spring when I want to collect elderflowers to make champagne. I suppose it has been ignored generally through either lack of interest or just plain secretiveness (?) and this area of Suffolk is generally quiet. Ah well, I need to get across here more.
I have only ever been across to Bawdsey a few times in the twenty years or so that I have lived down here - I strongly suspect that I will be taking more and more advantage of the opportunities available now that I know that I can forage successfully.
Sloe Gin, blackberry pies and some sort of plummy sauce beckons. I've already seen a few useful sites for picking fruit in the future - heaven on Earth.
We move in god's country.
* Who pays the . . . .
waiting for the ferry, tickets in our hand
good people that were never out of sight of land. . .
. . . and we're all on board
it's not very far to ride
your river is not like Jordan
we'll meet on the other side