It’s back to the churchyard! Somehow I have a sneaking suspicion that we have missed something! First there is something that demands a closer look – an amazing display of wild flowers. There is something intriguing about wild flowers. They grow naturally yet appear so beautifully placed, constructed to form a colourful burst in the most unlikely of places. I can struggle to establish a plant that has been cultivated & bought at a price. Yet a wild flower can grow from a simple seed, blown by the wind or dropped by a passing bird.

I am not a fan of wandering around churchyards, looking at headstones, but here there is something rather charming. It’s an old church, with equally old graves. The stones are partly covered with moss & have a certain charm of their own. If I said there was a feeling of peace & tranquility it sounds rather silly, but there was something about this sacred place.

After a while I realised we were not alone. A lady I took to be the gardener came across to chat a while. I left my companion to explore while I listened to her tale. Clasped firmly in her hand she too had a copy of the book. At this point the “gardener” informed me that she had solved 70 of the picture puzzles. Can this be true? I did not reveal the meager total of our efforts to date numbered just ten. Perhaps we should simply abandon the project now!