The
St. Andrew's flag flutters gently in the breeze celebrating the church's patron
saint. In p
The
saltire also seems to have heralded winter's arrival. On Tuesday morning (2
December) we woke to find the village had a layer of snow; the sun's gradual
ascent providing a positive glow. As I
walked into the churchyard, having decided to take a photograph or two, I was
alarmed to find the head and shoulders of a man emerge from a grave. Thankfully, I soon established he was from
the land of the living and that a new plot was being prepared.