For once it was a beautiful blue sky and a warm (yes warm) breeze. Whilst waiting for the rest of the group I wandered off on my own and just enjoyed the wild flowers that seemed to have appeared overnight.
I can never tire of wild primroses.
Bluebells were just beginning to open.
Once everyone arrived we started by walking past Ightham Moat, a medieval manor house. (I'll write a separate post about this wonderful building later).
We walked through woodland where the floor was ready to explode into a blue carpet of bluebells.
|We then came to the village church of Shipbourne. Inside the church they were packing away the remains of a Farmers' market so we were a little late to fill up on cakes and pastries|
Outside the church we saw this sign. I have heard of this before but never come across the reality of a small community printing their own currency. The small village of Shipbourne had decided to try to encourage the local community to buy locally. You exchange your sterling currency in the local pub (The Chaser) and then spend it at the market. The man I spoke to said it was working very well as after the market had finished, most people then went into the pub to spend any money they had left.
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