After a tasty lunch at the White Hart Inn in Moreton,
I walked to the parish church of St. Mary the Virgin,
where my wife had parked the car. From there I went along the delightful footpaths, passing the primary school,
a lovely fishing lake with a solitary swan, plus a few ducks and a fisherman,
and walking by attractive farmland,
and tall trees and thick bushes that made effective windbreaks for the fields.
Eventually we arrived back at the parish church of St Mary the Virgin in Moreton.
The church was open, to my delight and I spent some happy, blessed moments there.
I walked to the parish church of St. Mary the Virgin,
where my wife had parked the car. From there I went along the delightful footpaths, passing the primary school,
a lovely fishing lake with a solitary swan, plus a few ducks and a fisherman,
and walking by attractive farmland,
and tall trees and thick bushes that made effective windbreaks for the fields.
Eventually we arrived back at the parish church of St Mary the Virgin in Moreton.
The church was open, to my delight and I spent some happy, blessed moments there.
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