from newlands church

what an entertaining day - we were rounded up by the local sheepdog as we set off up the ridge but we actually started from newlands church and school. Just the night before l had been reading an article about the school which closed in 1967. The article had a picture of the class of 1964 - the farmer we chatted to looked remarkably like one of the boys in the photo but l hadn't the heart to ask him! The land is up for sale - hill farming is a hard life.