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Tuesday, 21 May 2013
Earliest Memories: Lingfield Sy.
Our first impressions of our surroundings are the ones which stay with us the longest, and for most of us that probably means 'where we were born and brought up'.
I was very lucky in this respect, because my first 14 years of life were spent in the beautiful Surrey village of Lingfield. At that time (1946-60) I can honestly say that it must have been one of the best places on earth to live.
It boasted a 14th Century, grade 1 listed, church; complete with wonderful brasses and monuments, including the tomb of Reginald de Cobham (below).
As well as some really beautiful old domestic buildings dating back to Tudor times.
Of course, as a child, I took all this for granted, as it was all I knew. But on reflection I now realise how very fortunate I was.
This last picture is of the small ancient street that leads up to Lingfield church. The building on the right is The Church Hall where we used to hold dances and birthday parties.
p.s. I've mentioned before that due to Lingfield's proximity to Gatwick airport, the noise pollution is now all-invasive. I could never live there again. Sad!
We went with friends to the Scallop festival in Whitianga; a charming
seaside town in the Coromandal District.
Had a great time...5000 people, lots of wine...
3 years ago
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 45 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), a Border Collie/Black Lab' cross called Bok, a cat called Freddie, plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!