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House Husbandry

Regulars | By Giles Wood | December 2015

Covehithe Church

Make way for the tern. Revisiting old haunts in the company of grown-up children is one of the most rewarding aspects of being a parent. Here my daughter and I were again at Covehithe, a ruined church in Suffolk almost unchanged since John Sell Cotman painted it in 1804.

Revisiting old haunts in the company of grown-up children is one of the most rewarding aspects of being a parent. Here my daughter and I were again at Covehithe, a ruined church in Suffolk almost unchanged since John Sell Cotman painted it in 1804.

A recent landslide on the nearby cliff tops offered a hop, skip and a jump down to England’s version of Namibia’s wild and exhilarating skeleton coast, and my daughter remembered going there twenty years before for a picnic and the run-in her famously tetchy godfather Cyril had had with an RSPB warden.