English Buildings

Wooden leg, or, Odd things in churches (19) How odd to find the effigy of a medieval leg leaning against one of the piers in the aisle of He...

  Wood, coal and iron The Forest of Dean, the area of ancient Gloucestershire woodland between the Rivers Severn and Wye, is a place of extr...

  Mermaids revisited One morning recently the Resident Wise Woman and I, finding ourselves in the middle of nowhere in northern Herefordshir...

  Who did that? Many people see graffiti as a modern phenomenon. It’s the young, you’ll hear, who do it – they have too much time on their h...

  From the far shore Enjoying an aimless stroll across Hereford a few weeks ago, I decided to cross the bridge over the Wye in St Martin’s S...

  A kind of cocktail Walking along Weymouth Street the other week, a number of houses caught my eye, not least this one which in spite of vi...

On celebrating your heritage I live in Gloucestershire, so Gloucester is my county town and one of the two big towns near me. Whenever I go ...