On Friday, we'd come down from Bristol to our campsite in rural Somerset; Saturday, we'd walked to Coleridge's Nether Stowey and Wordsworth's Alfoxton Hall; and on Sunday, we started off by having a look at the local village of Fiddington, a stone's throw away from our campsite.
Fiddington, like many rural English villages, was visually dominated by an Anglican church, in this case, the Church of St. Martin of Tours:
Have just read that part of the church's herringbone masonry dates back to the 11th century.
Besides this, the churchyard contained a very old cross dating back to the early 14th century:
Although, as can be seen, the vertical part of the cross was missing.
After pottering about the church graveyard, we saw that the village also had a Rectory:
and Village Hall:
Plus a stream running through the place:
Back in the porch of the church, a group of elderly ramblers encouraged us to visit Stogursey Castle.
At times, the group of ramblers seemed to have trouble understanding our Lancashire accents.
It was good to see that I still had a Lancashire accent, as I've now lived outside my native Bury for over 25 years.
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