Above: the wide river, the clouds blustered by a mild wind, the ferry long gone so that the villages just look at each other with little contact now.
Above: inside the little Victorian church the atmosphere is timeless and eternal, the chancel panelled like a country house, the altar frontal white to mark the fifty days of Easter ("white for the light, joy and purity of Christ, Mary and the saints").
Above: when the village school closed it became a private house, and the school Great War memorial was moved into the church. It is in an art nouveau style, old-fashioned for the 1920s but perhaps that was appropriate for such an out of the way place. Carved wooden surround with a painted plaque - laurel wreaths for victory and a mourning mother.