You wouldn’t have thought it was the same day that had thrown all that snow at us, albeit briefly. By the time we had traversed the hills and watched the buzzards wheel overhead the sun was shining and the skies were blue. Bitterly cold, of course, but you can’t have everything.
I had been to Bradbourne before, a tiny hamlet these days with some wonderful old buildings reflecting a long and more illustrious past. There had been a priory here, once upon a time and the land had been held by Norman nobility. Before that there had been the Saxons.
It was one of the places I had been castigated for ‘finding’ on my way… this of course, is not allowed. My contention is that as it was never lost, I had never found it. Just happened upon it. Not the same thing at all… Be that as it may…
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