Some years ago I took a photo of my teenage nephew Jess in our garden with the Abbey in the background. He subsequently posted the photo on Facebook with the caption ‘At Auntie Thelma’s house’. We at the Abbey rather enjoyed that, I’d finally made it to the ranks of…
It was a Sunday afternoon in January. Having done this that and the other, I headed for Abbey Park before the sun set. On the way down Jack’s Lane I met a certain Andy Vaughn Jones. ‘Have you written your article for the Turvey News yet?’ ‘No way’ I answered,…
We have a charming little mobile which we keep with the Christmas decorations: five angels with trumpets. Light the tea light and off they go, four going round and round and one spinning round on the top, obviously angels don’t get dizzy. Sometimes, if they weren’t so well packed or…
Recently I had the pleasure of going to Bedfordshire Archives to photograph some maps of Turvey parish for the Turvey History Society. It was quite a challenge, those old maps are definitely not pocket-size, they had to be laid out on the floor, fortunately there were three of us to…
Sometimes, as I walk from the Abbey to the chapel around midday, the sun shines on the stone wall at an angle and my attention is drawn to a little shell. It’s not the only shell to be seen, there are dozens of them in the stone walls of the…