It was a chilly and drizzly day yesterday, but in spite of the sad weather, Rob and I went out with his friends and neighbours, Derek and Shirley, to the Jinney Ring Craft Centre, not too far from Alvechurch, where artisans making violins; handmade soaps; rag rugs; candles; stained glass; blown glass; woodwork and pottery; make and sell their wares.
We looked at the beautifully crafted items and sniffed the air scented with the candles and soaps, but it wasn't long before shivering in the damp air, we succumbed to the comforting warmth of the tea room and viewed our surroundings from the windows while enjoying a hot drink and a freshly baked treat. I chose a slice of Victoria Sandwich Cake--and I knew that Paul's mouth would be watering if he only knew! :) The others enjoyed their own guilty pleasures.
As I gazed past the pond outside the window, around which all sorts of interesting breeds of ducks were scattered, I noticed through the haze, the profile of a church, high on a hill. I took the photo below from the tea room, but then, since we were passing so close to it on the way home, Derek drove us up the steep hill that the church is built on, to have a look.
Shirley stayed warmly in the car, but Derek, Rob and I braved the cold, and the freezing wind that blew without any shelter over what seemed like a bleak and lonely graveyard. Of course, in sunshine and warmth it would have looked entirely different and much more inviting.