One thing I’ll never tire of is walking around the village where my parents live. The kids were relatively disinterested at first, but they soon got into it and we had a blast walking around, looking at the alpacas in the field (there were there 2 years ago too) and also peering at the posh houses.
I’ve written pretty much this whole blog post 2 years ago – it’s funny how the different camera I used this time and the less sunny weather (also this was early evening) give a different impression!
My folks live almost next door to this gorgeous old house which dates from the 1600’s and also used to be the forge in the village.
The kids took a detour to climb some trees – as they do – the boy is still getting to grips with it as he is not quite so adventurous as his fearless older sister..
We walked up to the top of the village past Plaxtol Church which was built in 1649. According to the local history group, Plaxtol Church was built during Cromwell’s time and it is the only church in Kent built during the interregnum and therefore has no saint’s name.
Then we wandered through the tiny lanes, picking (too early and not ripe) blackberries and generally having fun. The kids really enjoyed themselves, finding wand and sword sticks, working out where places were and where the roads went and also just being outside and spending time with me. Cant ask for more than that.
Next up – part 3, more pics etc etc.