These are the Snows I recall from 1952 to 1956. That is how I discoved Stanhoe. We were snowbound on the way to Hunstanton and woud have froze to death had we not found Stanhoe. I love Stanhoe and it's people until this day! The Sandersons made us welcome and gave us warmth and dug our burried car from underneath the snow and got us headed back toward Sculthorpe the next morning. May the Serenity of Stanhoe always remain. You folks have a wonderful place to live. We later rented what was called"The Lodge" in 1952 from Mr. Sanderson.