Alburgh

On Sunday 16th, we walked around Alburgh (Norfolk) coming across an old David Brown tractor and gathering lots of sloes & blackberries. We crossed the oldest concrete bridge in Britain, to enjoy a very pleasant pint of IPA, but this was not followed by a pork pie! We didn’t have enough pie enthusiasts to form a quorum, so I present the following Pie Interlude: In the town of Pisov in the Urals, there is a tradition that the suitor for a maiden's hand, bakes a great pork pie in the shape of a true lover's knot. This he cuts in half. He keeps one half. Riding by night with his companions he tosses the other half into the chamber of the beloved, as she lies sleeping. If the maiden is up for it, her half is paraded at the Pisov, Great Pork Dripping Fair and she becomes betrothed to her suitor on production of the matching half. Now it’s no good reading the Encyclopedia Britannica or searching Encarta or Wikipedia for such Pork Pie traditions - you need to consult the Bystanders web site at http://www.byssoc.co.uk/fondler.php