Details:- After being dropped off by Denise in Lavenham at 9.00am on a sunny Saturday, I walked the country lanes between Lavenham and Stowmarket, arriving back by train in time to catch the Cup Final. I might as well have kept walking - the match was rubbish! Distance:- 15 miles; Going;- Easy peasy - only some of the cars drive a bit close, when I am hoping to be given a wider by-pass. Progress:- Walked 183 - 317 to go. Photographs Hyperlink.
South Suffolk......
.......where since Hereward was awake, the medieval streets have given onto the open countryside.
South Suffolk....
...where since Edmund became the patron saint of hedgehogs, the oak timbers have acquired a lovely silvery hue with the passage of the centuries.
South Suffolk....
....where since Pontius was a pilot time seems to have stood still, and the years roll back as the countryside rolls over.
South Suffolk...
...where since Edward was a confessor, folk have lived off the fat of the land.....
.....but still don't have the time to sort the flat of the Land Rover.
South Suffolk....
....where since Constable squeezed hay-wain yellow over his palette, the fields of barley have conducted themselves in an endless Mexican wave.
Henry Ford might have well said history is bunk, but my guess is he never went to South Suffolk!
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