A sign directs you to the church and into a cul-de-sac where even the smallest car has difficulty turning around. I was here a few years back. ChurchCrawlers tried out the seat in the yew tree, admired the monuments (and especially Blanche Mortimer, and a sweet hedgehog at the feet of a lady on the swankiest monument in the church. There were also a couple who we nicknamed "The Smugs" due to the rather self-satisfied expressions on their faces!). Members of our party received information from the enthusiastic lady churchwarden about the Kempe stained glass.
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