Here, a handful of buildings on the River Deben become a stage on which centuries unfold: church and quay, graveyard and marsh, the traces of smuggling, slavery, war and work lingering in the air. As Shand Kydd walks the familiar fifty‑minute circuit with his lurcher, he encounters a landscape alive with memory – Suffolk Punches and Black Poplars, otters, barn owls and vanished nightingales – and haunted by the stories of his own family. Ramsholt is both love letter and lament, a powerful meditation on memory, nature, and the importance of home.