Shropshire Hills 2013
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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