Postcard from Norfolk - Hut! Hut!! Hut!!!

Wells-Next-The-Sea, home of the £60,000 beach hut.  That’s right, a beach hut which comes without running water, mains gas or electricity or any guarantee of good weather, will set you back almost as much as a flat.

There are some wonderful examples of the art and I think that most owners are now developing along the lines of ‘the bigger the better’ and ‘the better to ignore any neighbours’.  It also gives an excellent opportunity to give your hut an amusing name, something nautical themes, like ‘the rum shack’, ‘the sodomy shed’ or ‘lashings’.

There are posh huts, there are sheds on stilts and then there are, well, the forgotten huts, victims of the last onshore wind where the beach has eventually crept up the stilts and stairs.  Ideal, of course, for anyone with mobility issues as these are essentially bungalows but it’s the half-buried examples that really pique the imagination.

Presumably the owner is aware of the desirability of the hut, they need only look in the window of the estate agent to realise the value, so why are they half-submerged in the sand like the relic of a lost city?  And does treasure lie within?