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Small English seaside town that featured in huge Hollywood blockbuster has award-winning beach

A HUGE Hollywood blockbuster was filmed on a UK beach that some might not have heard of.

Located on the north Norfolk Coast, Wells-next-the-Sea is home to a sweeping sandy beach that’s backed by pine trees.

Row of colorful beach huts on a sandy beach.
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Wells-next-the-Sea is home to a sweeping sandy beach that’s backed by pine trees[/caption]
Wells-next-the-Sea town sign.
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Located along the north Norfolk Coast, the seaside town dates back as far as the Domesday Book[/caption]
Colorful beach huts on a sandy beach.
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Wells Beach is popular with visitors thanks to its colourful beach huts[/caption]

The seaside town, which has been described as ‘the jewel of the north Norfolk Coast’, dates as far back as the Domesday Book.

At that time, there were thought to be 180 clear spring wells in the Norfolk town.

Wells-next-the-Sea was originally a fishing port but started supplying malt to breweries from the 15th century onwards.

The Norfolk town had short-lived ties to commercial shipping before the vessels became too large.

Now, Wells-next-the-Sea is a popular spot with locals and visitors alike thanks to its picture-perfect beach.

Simply called Wells-next-the-Sea Beach or Wells Beach, an award-winning beach that’s home to a stretch of golden sand.

Backed by pine trees, the beach is home to a cluster of colourful beach huts, which remain popular with visitors.

At the beach, holidaymakers will be able to spot a Lifeboat Horse Sculpture, which is only visible by the changing tides.

The sculpture was created by artist Rachel Long and is a tribute to the horses that pulled the town’s lifeboat from the quay to Holkham Gap.

Visitors have raved about Wells Beach, with a 4.5/5 star rating on TripAdvisor.

One person wrote: “This is a beautiful beach in August. It is not as crowded as Old Orchard Beach, so there is plenty of room to sit and have your own space”.

Another person added: “Really nice beach, nice for walking along the shore”.

A third holidaymaker simply commented: “A beautifully clean stretch of beach”.

Other attractions nearby include Holkham Hall – a huge stately home complete with a museum, a walled garden and kid’s playground.

The sprawling estate even includes Holkham Beach where Shakespeare in love starring Gwyneth Paltrow, Joseph Fiennes and Judi Dench.

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Holkham Beach has been described as one of the country’s ‘most unspoilt stretches of sand’[/caption]
Gwyneth Paltrow's character walking on a beach in Shakespeare in Love.
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Holkham Beach featured in Hollywood blockbuster Shakespeare in Love[/caption]

Accessed via Lady Anne’s Drive, the beach has been described as one of the country’s ‘most unspoilt stretches of sand’.

Wells-next-the-Sea sits within Holkham National Nature Reserve.

Stretching from Burnham Norton to Morston, the nature reserve covers 4,000 hectares.

Visitors can explore the nature reserve on a series of footpaths, with the core section from Wells to Holkham Bay, having the best wildlife habitats.

Another local attraction is the Wells & Walsingham Light Railway, a tiny red heritage train that runs between Wells and Walsingham.

Wells-next-the-Sea is a 70-minute drive from Norwich.

Sun Travel's favourite UK seaside towns

AS part of our Best Of British travel series, The Sun’s travel team have picked our favourite UK seaside towns, featuring everything from dolphin-spotting beaches to celeb-favourite fish and chip shops.

Tynemouth, North Tyneside – Ryan Gray, Travel Reporter

The North East is a much-overlooked part of the country for seaside towns, with Tynemouth standing out among the best of the ones on offer.

Longsands Beach is, in my opinion, the finest family beach in the UK with its mile-long expanse of shoreline blessed with perfect golden sands, a deep inky-blue sea home to both seals and dolphins, and fantastic child-friendly food and entertainment a stone’s throw away.

While some locals will be scattered across the sand, or out surfing in the fresh North Sea water, plenty will also be found in Crusoe’s, a wonderful little cafe right on the beach, serving everything from breakfast to booze, making it the perfect stop for seaside refreshments.

The beach is overlooked by the spectacular Tynemouth Priory and Castle, a 2,000-year-old Anglo-Saxon monastery, looked after by English Heritage.

Every summer, the atmospheric ruins of the priory host the Mouth of the Tyne music festival, with previous headliners including Sam Fender, Elbow, Billy Ocean and Martha Reeves & The Vandellas.

Just a stone’s throw from the priory is the town centre, where quaint bars and restaurants are found alongside classic fish and chip shops, like Marshalls, rumoured to have been named after Jimi Hendrix, when the musician is said to have visited the chippy for a fish supper after performing in Newcastle back in the 1967. An unofficial blue plaque in the window of the fast food spot commemorates his visit.

Any visit to Tynemouth should be made at the weekend, in order to take in Tynemouth Market, hosted in the town’s Victorian Metro station every Saturday and Sunday. 

Trinkets, street food and collectibles can be found laid out across a number of stalls within the ornate surroundings either side of the platforms. 

Mousehole, Cornwall – Sophie Swietochowski, Assistant Travel Editor

Cornwall is saturated with unspoilt coastlines, but, unlike many of the overcrowded spots, the village of Mousehole, on the far southern tip (just below Penzance), has somehow retained its chocolate box charm.

The small sandy bay is crammed with weathered fishing boats and backed by pokey cafes and airy art galleries where seaside-inspired works hang from the walls.

For impeccable views of a wild sea and homemade grub, head to Rock Pool Cafe which sits atop a craggy cliff.

Order a hot chocolate which is somewhat of a DIY experience, delivered to you on a board with a mug of piping hot milk and a tub of shaved chocolate shards in white, milk or dark to melt into the milk.

There are some impressive coastal walks – but be warned it can be hilly.

You can read more of our favourite seaside towns, here.

Another Victorian seaside town is Frinton-on-Sea in Essex, which was loved by royals and even visited by Winston Churchill.

Or there is Matlock Bath, a ‘seaside’ town that isn’t on the beach – and we sent a reporter down to explore.

People enjoying Wells-next-the-Sea beach in North Norfolk, England.
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Wells Beach also has a huge expanse of sand, which is popular with holidaymakers[/caption]
Couple walking on beach with colorful beach huts and their reflection in the water.
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Wells sits within a nature reserve and it’s possible for holidaymakers to visit[/caption]

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From lingerie clad ladies to accidental drug deliveries and interrupting sex sessions – the secret life of a postie

A SEPARATED dad-of-five, Scott Bees, 35, from Ely, Cardiff, worked as a Royal Mail postman for four years, but is now a university student.

As it was revealed, posties were the profession most likely to cheat, he gave a warts and all look behind the scenes to Anna Roberts: 

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The postman has seen everything while delivery packages across Wales[/caption]
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Here, Scott Bees reveals what it’s like from accidental drug deliveries to being propositioned[/caption]

JUMPING out of the van and grabbing my loaded post bag I felt a surge of pride.

After two months training as a ‘floater’, filling in when other posties were off sick, I’d finally  been given my first regular round.

I was 24, married and had finally got the stamp of approval – I had a Royal Mail round and I was getting to know the regulars I delivered to.

But I soon realised being a postman wasn’t just about letters drops and parcel handovers. Instead I was initiated into a world of scantily clad ladies, sex mad pensioners and topless titillation.

Red lingerie and lippy at 9am

Most people are not at home when you deliver their post. And if they are, they usually answer the door in casual clothes or PJs, a casual ‘thanks’.

Not so Betty*, a woman in her 40s, who was the talk of the sorting office. 

She lived in a pretty terraced house in the area of Cardiff where I delivered. At first, I didn’t know what had hit me but just one week into my new round her front door swung open as I passed. 

Looking up, I did a double take.

Because instead of trackie bottoms and a hoodie she was clad in red lingerie, heels and bright red lippie. 

I had nowhere to look as I muttered ‘here’s your post ma’am’, practically threw her letters at her and raced off.

The next time I saw her she was wearing clothes that were even racier – a lacy gown and suspenders. 

The lads were in hysterics after I told them… but by a few months in we were firm pals although nothing untoward happened. I was a married man!

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One woman tried to get closer to her postman[/caption]

Have you got my package?

Viv* was in her 50s and every few weeks would get a parcel.

One week I knocked on her door and instead of her usual sensible shoes, plaid skirts and buttoned up shirt she was wearing a silky gown. 

Somewhat taken aback, I handed her a package. ‘Pop on the floor Scott,’ she asked, so I did. 

That’s when I got the shock of my life. Because she treated me to the full monty before saying ‘I actually want your package.’

I thanked her before reminding her I was married, hoping she’d get the message. I don’t think she did as I got a rather rude-shaped box of Christmas chocolates. Looking back, it was sexual assault – and bang out of order. 

Dope delivery

With the dark web a huge source of drugs – and dealers delivering them via the Royal Mail, I realise I must’ve accidentally delivered my fair share of Class As, Bs and Cs.

But there was only one occasion that it was quite so obvious.

Sitting in my van at the start of my round I noticed a rather odd odor from my post bag.

I started sniffing and within seconds discovered it was coming from a large padded envelope.

Feeling the contents I heavily suspected it was cannabis leaves. The address was destined for a block of flats.

The smell was overpowering. We’re obviously not allowed to deliver illegal drugs so I rang my boss who told me to pop it in plastic and bring it back. The police were called.

That anecdote was certainly a story. When I told the other posties they nodded and said ‘we accidentally deliver more drugs than the local Boots.’

Bang on time

You learn a lot about people’s sex lives when you’re a postie. 

One day, as I delivered to a five-storey block of flats, I heard loud sounds coming from an upstairs bedroom.

It wasn’t a scream for help but a regularly banging sound interspersed with ‘oohs’ and ‘aahs’. Two people were definitely having a good time. But I had signed a letter to be delivered – so I knocked on the door and braced myself.

The thumping stopped and the door was opened by a bloke completely starkers – with his member standing to full attention. ‘Alright?’ he said in a broad South Walian accent. ‘Alright,’ I replied.

Then he added: ‘Bet I’m having a better day than you.’ before grabbing the parcel, flashing his bum and closing the door.

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Scott has caught people in sorts of compromising positions[/caption]

With love, honey

On the round you soon know which houses get lots of parcels and it makes you curious.

I started noticing a petite brunette in her early 30s getting almost 10 parcels a week.

Out of curiosity I asked one of the sorting office staffers if they noticed it too. 

That led to guffaws… it turned out there was history there!

The previous postman had been curious and Googled the return address: sex toy website Love Honey.

The next time I dropped off her delivery, I winked when I handed over the post.

‘You have a nice day love,’ I cheekily added. She looked at the parcel and blushed.

I delivered more than 220 parcels to her that year all in the same style of packaging. 

Maybe she was a secret sex toy reviewer? Or perhaps she had a secret life on OnlyFans. I never asked and she never told me.

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Posties may not see inside your parcels but they soon realise what’s going on[/caption]

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