Sam was indeed amazed by the size of the smokehouse. He'd been expecting something on the scale of Nigella's booty, so was as surprised as I was two years ago to clap eyes on this perfect little piece of butchering real estate. Another thing he wasn't expecting was the battery of cleaver-wielding men chopping various huge lumps of carcass that he encountered as Chris Prior walked us through the shop - in particular he was very wary of "Stan with 'tache" whom he thought was looking a little too intently with a view to selling him front of house. Apparently this smokehouse has been gaining in character for twenty years now. The smell when you open the door is liquid pork loveliness, sooooo gorgeous! And it caught fire one night five years ago, but fortunately the team arriving at dawn found it and extinguished the flames. Phew!
To find the ferry from King's Lynn to West Lynn you'll need to find......Ferry Lane. As imaginatively titled as Steep Hill in Lincoln. In the distance is Tuesday Market Place....you work out how it got that name....
It's Junior Sidekick! In yellow trainers! Standing, and looking very happy, on the landing stage of the King's Lynn ferry.
Fares are reasonable, as you can see. It would take me, a fast walker, 40 minutes to walk there (so make that an hour for Joe Public), and the ferry does the journey in four minutes.
It's not just the time saved that makes the ferry a good choice, it's the being-next-to-the-river-ness. Here's one of the fishing fleet returning home as we waited.
And here comes the ferry. Depending on the tide you can see a variety of approaches to the landing stage.
The river's not "that" wide but when you're mid-way it looks enormous. Here we're looking out to sea (eventually) and there's another fishing boat approaching, and a massive cargo ship unloading on the right.
Urgh, who's this idiot ruing the great picture of the Prior's shop front?
This is the view from the waiting area on the West Lynn side. The pointy spire is the church in which you can find Robinson Crusoe's gravestone.
We hope you enjoyed this visit and review as much as Sam and I did. Sam took most of the outdoor photos, so well done to him. We thoroughly recommend a visit to Prior's of West Lynn, and it will be even better if you use the fabulous ferry service.
p.s. "Stan" is not the real name of the chap with a 'tache at Prior's. It's the name that Junior Sidekick and I have chosen as a generic name for a butcher, since I wrongly referred to Terry at Bower's in Lynn as Stan. So now you know what any future references to Stan mean....