Then onto the village of Cholesbury.
There was an
Iron Age fort there. We walked round the earthen ramparts. I took some pics, but in the end they do just look like a ditch. When you're walking it, you are very aware it is man-made though.
And onto the church of St Lawrence. 12th century I think.
It was gorgeous anyway - a little oasis of calm surrounded by trees.
I could easily imagine a shuffling group of parishioners from years gone by.
It has a place in history, actually. Following the Poor Laws (where individual parishes became responsible for supporting their own poor) it was declared bankrupt. There just wasn't a good enough living to be made from the flinty soil of the Chilterns, and too many starving because of it. It lead to the laws being reviewed by Parliament from 1833 onwards.