Some would have you believe that Happisburgh is dying, that the sea has won. The bricks and mortar are finished and that all that lies between a village, it's lighthouse and oblivion is a soft cliff and stormy sea.
This is not the impression I have. Those that remain have a much more pragmatic approach to what continues in just one part of one street at the end of the village. Yes, there are large chunks of the cliff falling away, but there are even larger chunks holding up houses just like yours is, and the residents live with the simple fact that they are simply not likely to fall into the sea any time soon. And surely not within their lifetime. Despite what the council may tell people. So what's the rush to leave?