Kettlewell (263)

This was even rainier [I’m not sure that’s a word, Big Ted] than Conistone, so I refused to even think about having my photo taken outside (it was even wet under the lychgate with water streaming down the walls). In fact, I may have had a little strop on the subject.

So I had my picture taken in the porch and then I went inside to explore. There was an old font and a nice lady playing the organ.