27 December, 2004

Walk: Northop Hall - Northop and back

Whilst K. and my mother were enduring the self-inflicted hassle of the 'January' sales, I walked to the next village, Northop, this afternoon, retracing the route of childhood visits to church - yes, I was christian until my mid-teens - following lanes I first encountered from my pushchair as an infant.  The accompanying photos will therefore mean rather more to me than to anyone else, but I hope they're of interest, if only as a snapshot (well, twelve of them) of 'small town' North-East Wales.