Yesterday I caught the #118 bus to Lydford, just north of Tavistock. This is only a few miles from Coryton where Nora was once a nanny to the Miller family and where I stayed with Mrs Miller and Nan - neither sadly still alive. Had the weather been better I would have walked towards Coryton, but it was a persistent thick drizzle and so I remained in Lydford - once an important Saxon town raided by Vikings, now a small, sleepy, village.
Church of St Petrock |
Looking towards castle ruins in distance |
In the castle walls |
Detail of a stained glass window |
Coming down the road and I couldn't resist asking if I could take a photo! |
The Castle Inn where I escaped the rain for a Devonshire tea |
I'm loving the postcards :D Now I can picture you having Devonshire tea.
ReplyDeleteThe cemetery looks neat. Could you read the dates on the headstones? Wish I was there with you. It's all so wonderful.
Made cow yoghurt and it turned out great. It even got G's approval! I still prefer goat. :)
Copy Nikis qn .. Could you read the headstones in the graveyard ? That would be interesting. :) Stained glass is a clever art .. just lovely. Sounds like those lanes would be good for motorbiking on. There is a small farmer down the road from us who rides around on his draft horse ..
ReplyDeleteMost of the older headstones are too worn to read clearly. I can read back to the 1700s but anything earlier than that disappears.
ReplyDeleteThats far enough !! Lichen filled engravings :)
ReplyDeleteMrs. Miller---that's me---for 30 years in a first grade classroom----but happy to hear only deb now :-)
ReplyDeleteLove the ferns in the ruins.