A couple of weeks ago when our friends from Whitby were here, we visited a farm that sold u-pick raspberries and strawberries. Marianne wanted to go back to pick some so off we went. She was disappointed that strawberries would have to wait until the weekend but she decided raspberries would do.
We followed a woman across the road to the picking area.
The bushes are covered with plastic which presumably protects against cold and birds.
I helped pick.
The results that cost a couple of pounds.
We had passed this priory a few times on our way to Ledbury so this time we decided to visit it.
The parking lot is across the road and this is the view with Bredon Hill in the background.
Pathway to the former Benedictine Priory.
Fresh graves in a graveyard that we thought would be a good final resting place.
It's worth reading about him here.
Note the wooden bench.
I sat there for a while contemplating the nearby graves. No poem sprang to mind that would rival the famous 'Elegy written in Country Churchyard'.
Inside the bell tower with this wire grated door leading to the nave. There is now only one bell in the tower which you can see and read about here.
A quite simple church.
Very old floor bricks with some tiles.
A few pieces of stained glass.
The church grounds. All very cool, quiet and restful.
Entrance to Little Malvern Court next door to the church. It used to be part of the Priory and is privately owned. Unfortunately it wasn't open that day.
And since we are in Elgar country we took the opportunity to visit his grave at nearby St Wulstans. This is the pathway leading to the grave.
And there it is with his inscription below that of his wife who died first. Click on the photo to read the inscription.
If you would like to see a short video of him conducting the famous tune from his Pomp and Circumstance March #1, click here.