Sunday

I visited the little village of Rottingdean just outside Brighton. A 'picturesque' village and home to the house and gardens of Rudyard Kipling. I wandered around the gardens which were very pretty and peaceful and then I visited the Church of 'St Margarets' Where most of the windows were designed by Burne Jones (Kipling's uncle) and created by William Morris (Burne Jones's Friend)

Burne Jones lived in a cottage opposite the church and as I walked through the quaint village lanes I was touched by an attractive melancholy that stayed with me for the rest of the evening. History is fascinating but can throw up strange and totally human emotions born from a sense of connection and yet distance from those who went before. If that makes any sense?






A Sunday lunch in the pub 'The Plough' and the witty companionship of my old English Tutor, made for a leisurely and mellow Sunday.