The Belloc walk, in and around 'Kingsland', took place on the 18th of August. It was a highly enjoyable day which was rounded off, rather nicely, by a wonderful evening of music (courtesy of Chris Hare's folk singers and the indefatigable Jacobite minstrel Jamie Bogle).
We gallivanted across open fields and weaved our way through the narrow bridle paths so beloved by the great writer. We read poetry at his grave, picnicked at his old parish church and sang thirsty songs amidst the throbbing banter of a Sussex pub.
Here are a few pictures which, I think, capture the flavour of the day. There will be a further event, later in the year, in central London. If you would like to be on the mailing list for future outings, and events, please send your e- mail address to:
|Lilia is hot and thirsty. Later she shares her aquatic spoils with us...|
|Knepp Castle in the background; a fair maiden in the foreground...|
|What a female archer! Jan is amused, Aidan bemused, Piers open-minded and Jamie sceptical...|
|Poetry at Belloc's resting place. John Kingston takes a grave view of the proceedings...|
|Just before the harvest...|
|The candle still burns...|
|The pub. Good cheer, good honest English Ale and good music...|