Shropshire Hills 2013

Shropshire Hills
I arrived in Church Stretton late in the afternoon of an August day in 2013.  After checking in at the B&B, I explored the village.  One place I went, almost immediately, was to the local bookshop, Burway Books (owned by Roz, who I would meet on another day), where I perused the Malcolm Saville books they had: those books being the reason for me being here in the first place, as Mr. Saville wrote a series of books about a group of children and teenagers who have adventures, often on, or in villages around, the Long Mynd, which had kept my adolescent mind busy and active, imagining myself a part of them, and now, in a way, I was.

Next was a wander through the Rectory Wood: a short stroll beneath a woodland canopy alongside a small brook and including a “gravestone” bridge.  I purchased some fish ‘n’ chips from the local chippy, and sat in the Rectory field at a picnic table to scoff them down: an activity I would repeat many times during my trips to Shropshire.






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