||[May. 19th, 2008|08:48 am]
Driving south, we spotted a road sign pointing to a 12th century church. Ailz wanted a coffee break and I wanted Romanesque arches so Ruth made the turning and we ended up in the village of Husthwaite- which is Saxon for "house in a clearing".|
The pub was friendly and there was a grand view from the churchyard of the Kilburn white horse- the most northerly of such hill figures. It isn't an ancient tribal totem. It was created in 1857.