Lunch was a barbecue at Ashow, in the village club. Croquette was available on the lawn, and the food was excellent. We had to leave before the raffle was drawn, so don't know if we won.
The church still has its box pews and an uneven floor.
It is one of only 4(?) Anglican churches dedicated to the Assumption of our Lady (Virgin Mary). The village is at the end of a no through road, on the banks of the river Avon. The church is reached by a footpath, and following on from the footpath there is a bridge across the river.
When the footpath meets the river there is the most odd bridge.
It is not an optical illusion, the sides really do curve outwards. It acts like an optical illusion. As I walked across the bridge I was instantly convinced that I would fall over the side, first one side then then other, and extremely weird feeling.
We left about 2:30pm to travel back to Lincoln and then home, arriving about 8:30pm, after catching the traffic from the Duxford Airshow.
An excellent few days.
Hi Pete,
ReplyDeleteI've been too busy recently so I'm catching up on several of your posts at a time--from Shakespeare in the park to this wobbly bridge--looks as though you've been busy too.
Thanks for that link on transcendence to the Chamber's dictionary; I've bookmarked that site.