Lewes

I took a day trip to Sussex on a gloriously sunny Saturday for March to see a friend of mine who had recently moved from London down to a village near Lewes. Certainly a very different lifestyle - quiet, surrounded by countryside, the village pub, the village church, well a whole village community. Probably not a bad place for a young family.

 Here is the 13th century church of St Pancras

This replacement corbel was carved by my mate's next door neighbour. Its that sort of place.

 We went for a walk and gained an impression of the rural quality. A filed full or rescue horses.

 Spent a fair chunk of the afternoon helping his 3 year-old with colouring in while his parents were cooking dinner. Little Alex had a certain Fauvist attitude to colour (blue lions, red zebras). My attempts to show him the finer points of Pointillism as a style were less successful than Seurat in Victorian Paris. "That's silly." Ah well, that told me.

We finished off the night in the very attractive local pub.