Twyford, Buckinghamshire
Another map, another Twyford. I was amused by the neighbouring village of Marsh Gibbon, Becky less so. We pressed on from Oxfordshire, for our next Twyford was just 18 miles away, between Bicester and Buckingham, an area known quite well by Becky from her childhood, and the journey was punctuated by shouts of 'I know that stables!' and 'I used to climb up that hill!'. We got a good look at the village on the way in, driving right up the main street from south to the edge of the churchyard at the far north. And so beheld our third St Mary's (this time, strictly speaking, The Blessed Virgin of St Mary, but the signwriter had apparently forgotten that detail). The tower looks more impressive close-up St Mary's Church, Twyford, Bucks We are finding that different churches radiate different energies when you step inside. Some churches feel reverent. Some feel brusque and efficient. Some feel cosy. This one just felt OLD. In a good way. It was not difficult to feel...