Many people wrote down their herring memories at the Suffolk Herring Festival. Here are a few of them.
My first domestic science lesson at secondary school involved preparing and cooking rolled, stuffed, herby herring as our first recipe. I was 11 years old…bring back teaching children to cook fresh food. Yum!
My friend Pete Bunten (from Morpeth) singing the Shoals of Herring to an audience of baffled locals in Prague…priceless!
Whitby kippers barbecued on the beach at Scarboro’ one mellow October afternoon 1976 – Ambrosia and Nirvana.
Herring straight from the net on Sizewell beach.
Raw herrings on a Dutch sidewalk are best.
On Aldeburgh beach years ago. I could buy herring at ½d each.
You will have a fishy
On a little dishy
You will have a herrin’
When the boat comes in
(Always sung by Corrine and Gwilym always when crossing Might’s Bridge)
My grandfather was skipper of a herring boat – out of Aberdeeen.
Swedish Christmas with marinated herring. Yum Yum.
Camping on the beach – eating fresh fish cooked on an open fire – delicious.
I wonse tried to catch a fish and it pulled me in the water!
More than 400 people turned out for the first day of the Suffolk Herring Festival and enjoyed every minute. There were cooking demos, a wide range of herring dishes, and a considerable weight of freshly caught herring cooked on the barbecue. There was singing and poetry, herring art works and a multitude of knitted fish, displays on sustainable fishing and the health benefits of eating herring. On Sunday there will be more fun, a kipper brunch, and sunnier weather!
Does it look like it’s raining?