PUBBY CREDS If ever there were a spot to make a beeline for on a mizzly January day, the Bell is it. Our visit was an impromptu one on a Friday with old friends who live nearby. There was a chill in the air, and walking into such a golden-glow setting, fires crackling in inglenook fireplaces, was a fine antidote to the howling gale outside. The views out front are of beautiful Norfolk countryside – so open and stark in the winter; so big and wide in summer. Dogs sniff your boots and wag their tail as you pass, and big leather sofas and chairs beckon you to sink down and forget about everything else for a couple of hours.