Holy Trinity, Boxted, is a small ancient church, dating back to the 14th century. I didn’t take a picture because there is a more than adequate one in the East window (above left).
Sister Teresa (Keswick) was deputy chief clerk for the Inner London Magistrates’ Courts until she was admitted to a Carmelite monastery in Quidenham, Norfolk thirty-seven years ago.
My grandmother Jeanie Bellew (1890 – 1973) was an excellent fisherman until she went to live at Barmeath when she turned her attention to gardening. Heather Muir, who created the garden at Kiftsgate, named this viola after her friend and neighbour.
I’m sorry, I just cannot approve of an expedition in pursuit of rare meats and I hope few people want to see rare mammals killed. It’s pursuing animals to extinction.
It is sometimes instructive to judge a book by its cover. Nobody could mistake the E Phillips Oppenheim cover in yesterday’s post for a treatise on bee keeping, unless the protagonists are being stung.
George Clooney’s 2014 film, The Monuments Men, didn’t get a big hooray this side of the Atlantic, mostly because British participation was underplayed. Oh, it was a bad script too.