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Today was sunny... hurrah! Not a drop of rain! I drove through the town I grew up in this afternoon, and stopped to get a picture of the local church.

I lived less than 300 yards, as the crow flies, from this church and it holds many happy memories. The churchyard was an oft-used short cut; all my school church services were held there; and some friends were married there. As a child I remember climbing the steps to the top of the tower and admiring the view from the very low castellations!

I particularly used to love hearing the bells, on Sundays, for weddings and other events, and every Wednesday evening when they practiced. I even got to have a go once! The sound of Church Bells ringing still brings back many happy recollections of my childhood and makes me very 'retrospective'.