Take me to church
This isn’t strictly family history but churches play such a big part in our research that I felt a reminder of the peace and sense of history that we find in churches and churchyards would be timely.
The weather has been glorious as summer drains away and though my camera and I have been busy I’ve been a little under the weather recently and lacking inspiration. Sometimes I get the feeling that I’m running round in little circles getting nothing much done and it’s at those times that I need to pause and think.
Every now and then as I drive back and forth across the Cotswolds I stop in a village and explore – we’re knee-deep in the picturesque here but too often we hurtle past it. Just recently on my way back from the Cotswold Wildlife Park I went straight across the crossroads instead of my usual left, and found myself snooping around Shilton.
It’s a picture-book pretty village with plenty of wobbly cottages, probably more holiday homes than houses for locals; a couple boasted cars so posh they were shrouded as if recently dead. It was the middle of the afternoon and…
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