After almost a month of relentless bad weather (overcast skies, drizzle) we decided we had to get out for a drive that was not just to somewhere where we could get out of the rain. So we set out with packed ham sandwiches and a thermos of coffee and went to a little village called Lower Peover (pronounced ‘Peever’) where there is an old church. After eating our lunch in the car I ventured out with my E-P1 + kitlens zoom and a large golf umbrella – it was drizzling heavily but you can’t appreciate it in the photos. The church is St.Oswald’s and has been on this site since 1269. It’s one of the oldest timber framed churches in Europe. This gravestone is in front of the door and you have to walk over it to get in the church (hence its worn appearance). Check out the date. I rather liked the effect of this beautifully polished plaque near the altar with the stained – glass windows reflected in it. Again, check the date. And now, as the Monty Pythons would say, for something completely different. On the way back we called in at ‘Willowpool’, a great favourite of ours. It’s a garden centre – but one like you’ve never seen before. Six acres of what looks like complete chaos where everything (EVERYTHING) is for sale. I read somewhere that they had a topiary hedge of a man playing a piano and that was sold! Anyway, here are (some of) the photos. These were part of Blackpool Illuminations. An old tuba anyone? The exterior tea rooms are Victorian fairground stalls. The Tea room itself is – well, you can see for yourselves.