The musings of a writer/artist, who was also a carer, on matters cultural and his poor attempts to get published
Thursday, 4 July 2013
On Tuesday my friend Richard motored up from Cambridgeshire and we spent the day in Rutland. It's something we do at least once each summer. (Though with him moving down to Brighton in a few weeks this may have been the last of these adventures.) The itinerary never varies: we meet up in Stamford before making for the small & attractive towns of Oakham and, after a picnic lunch on the southern shore of Rutland Water, Uppingham. A civilised way to spend a weekday.
This sequence of images follows the route we took from the parish church to the Market Place in Oakham.
Oakham School chapel, Granville Steatfield, 1924-5. Still in the Bodley tradition