Last weekend I went to a wedding in Kent. The couple are friends of my girlfriend, and it was a lovely occasion that took place in a large country house. After the wedding we had an opportunity to go looking around some of the surrounding villages in Kent, so went out for a drive in […]
I visit the village of Dullingham one hot day in late July. It is a village of flint walls and chocolate-box cottages. Horses are neighing from stables, and bells chime in the church. I wander through the sleeping village, in the thick hazy heat of the afternoon. Roses tumble from flint walls, in their last […]
Next I drove to Cowlinge, a particularly pretty village in Suffolk. It was midday on a Friday, and I’d expected the village to be deserted on a week day. However there were many people out and about: mowing lawns, riding horses, walking dogs, cycling, mending walls. This is the old blacksmith’s cottage. This is the […]