A visit to Ludlow would not be complete without a pint in The Feathers; locally brewed, of course. Many houses in the town updated their properties during the Georgian period. Some just changed the front so that the 16th and 17th century structures remained. Quite a few left their Tudor or Jacobean styles in place so that The Feathers, for example, retains its extraordinary busy frontage while alongside, houses and shops have taken on a more restrained 18th century elegance. Ludlow has plenty of both periods making it hard to walk around the town without stopping / looking up / bumping into people….
I’ve had a very minor part to play in the execution of this marvellous mural on the wall of the newly refurbished Marrowbone and Cleaver pub in Kirmington, North Lincolnshire. Artist-friend Steve has been working all last week to get this finished for the grand re-opening coming soon. The WWII airbase is well represented (the airfield is now Humberside Airport taking holidaymakers to the Med and workers to Aberdeen) along with the school, church and other local landmarks. The item on the left is an aircraft engine together with one propellor which is part of the war memorial nearby. Hope to have a pint there next week!
The sun caught the camera and made this scene even more dramatic than usual…
The Standing Stones at Callanish reminded us of the Ring of Brodgar, partly because they are on the edge of the European continent – and they can be approached, stroked, hugged…
The weather was kind to us so we saw the silver beaches at their best, backed by turquoise seas and an amazing blue sky. From Lewis to Harris and then over the short but interesting crossing to Uist. More long roads with passing places, beaches and machair – and very few trees. Finally back over the sea to Skye.
All strapped in and ready to go. The most unnerving part is being given instructions on how to use the parachute. Then we’re off, towed up to 2,000 feet.
It’s a bit hazy but you still get wonderful views – Selby Abbey is close by and down there is the airfield.
I’m allowed to take control… oo-er…but we have a pretty smooth flight. Adjustments to joystick and rudder need to be subtle as the glider is very sensitive. Thanks to Dave and all the volunteers at Burn Gliding Club, Selby.
The kitchen is often one of the most interesting places in great houses and the one at Felbrigg is no exception, with its massed copper pans. While the rest of the house is interesting and the guides are great, it was the garden, not surprisingly, that gained most of our attention. The chickens roaming there have particularly splendid accommodation.
The following day was fine and the coast called. Turning away from the busier spots, we hit on Snettisham, which turned out to have an almost empty car park and a stunning beach.