246: Mouse hunt

Paid a visit to a little village called Ilmington this morning, where my Mum used to live. The local church, St Mary's holds many memories, Mum and Dad were married there, both my brother and I were christened there and now some of our family members rest there. It's also special because it has 11 little mice carved into the wooden pews and as a little girl I remember having a wonderful time crawling all around, up, down to find those 11 mice. I must have been a better hunter then than I am now, because this time I only found 5 of the little wooden critters.

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