the aliens are coming

While we were in the tiny Norfolk village of South Creake (where we were based for my flying lesson weekend away), George was flabbergasted to see The Amaizing South Creake Maize-Maze (their words, not mine). Flabbergasted because she had read about it in the papers a few days/weeks ago and hadn’t made the South Creake connection.

Anyway. We paid our ?3.50 each to get lost in the maize-maze, which was fun and all, but I just couldn’t help thinking of the film Signs and the clucking aliens…

(we didn’t see any)