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A Day in Alvechurch

By Belinda

Come share our day in Alvechurch yesterday. It is quite hard to have very much time alone to reflect and write at the moment, and I don't want to hide away from people I have traveled so far to spend time with, so this is easier for me and I hope that you will enjoy it too.

This is my friend Eileen, whom you might remember seeing in a photo on a recent Monday blog post that recalled some memories of 1966. She still has the same untameable mass of blond curly hair and quick laughter as she had back then. We both have acquired a few wrinkles along the way; our faces have a well laughed in and lived in look I think.

This is Eileen's husband Chris, an energetic and wiry Yorkshireman, with Mum in the background, looking so much better than she did in March, when I last visited. Today they drove all the way down from Kendal, in the Lake District to spend the afternoon with us--3 hours plus each way. We were so happy to see them and we had so much to catch up on. We didn't get done yet, so they are coming back next Saturday.

In the morning, before Chris and Eileen arrived, Paul and I went on a long walk--an hour and a half along bridle paths and country lanes that had us jumping for the hedge lined grass verges every time a car came whizzing around a bend. Paul ended up with a very sore hip. He didn't realize when he said, "Let's go that way for a change," just how far it was going to be. He's recovering well. When the Radford Road finally led us back into Alvechurch, this is the part of the village we landed in.

This is St. Laurence church (built on the spot where Aelfgyth first built a church over 1000 years ago,) from across the fields. It stands high on a hill, looking down over the village. I'm more used to looking up at it than down on it so I had to capture this view from a different angle.

Tomorrow Paul's uncle John will pick us up for church in Worcester (Wood Green Church,) after which we'll head for Alcester, where his cousin Stephen is cooking Sunday dinner!

Blessings and love to everyone from all of us here. You are in our hearts and prayers!


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