Beach break's a total breeze

The great British weather can really test the meaning of "static caravan".

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Our weekend on the Norfolk coast started calmly enough, but a howling hooley came off the North Sea as we bedded down for the night.

We rocked and rolled as the storm roared, making our mobile home a little more mobile than wed expected. But all held firm and, in truth, it was exciting and dramatic to take little peeks at the tempest outside.

Do your worst, thunderbolts and lightning, we're safe and sound in our cosy temporary home.

It blew itself out by the morning and we woke to find ourselves - mum, dad, two eight-year-olds and the dog - in one of the finest spots in all of England.

A five-minute walk thataway, over the dunes, takes you to Horsey beach: a huge, almost deserted stretch of sand that goes on and on for miles in either direction.