Dymock (209)

This was a really nice St Mary's with a lovely sign. They have some very interesting presentations about some poets who used to live nearby.

They also had an annoying squeak that Auntie Fiona could hear but Uncle Les couldn’t until he got nearer where it was coming from. Of course, I could hear it because I have special ears. When I went back to Plumtree and told Little Ted, he said, "No you don’t, Big Ted, you could hear it because you have big ears – tee, hee". Which I thought was a bit rude. [The squeaking we all heard was a deterrent against a squirrel that was nibbling at the beams, Big Ted].