In The Name Of Shipping Container Art

Today we took a short drive out to Trottiscliffe, a charming little village nestling in the lower slopes of the North Downs near West Malling. It may be diminutive but it still boasts a host of characterful cottages, a neolithic long barrow, a medieval church and two pubs.
There is also a pronunciation conundrum associated with the village. At first glance it might seem relatively intuitive - surely, it's just a three-syllabled 'Trott-is-cliffe'? Well, actually, no it's pronounced 'Troz-lee".
Rather confusingly at the top of the hill that leads out of the village there was an old building called Trosley Towers, which along with Trosley Country Park at the summit of the North Downs nearby, once formed part of the Trosley Towers Estate owned by local landed gentry.
Opinion is split amongst residents of the village between 'Trott-is-cliffe' and 'Troz-lee' but as a badge of pride most residents are happy to call themselves 'Troslites'. 
Of course we had to visit one of the village's hostelries and settled on the 16th Century The George which sits just off the main thoroughfare and has a cosy rustic charm with plenty of beams, a friendly atmosphere and a glorious garden where we were happy to sit in a little outdoor booth with our pints in such lovely surroundings but I still hadn't quite been able to capture the village's delights in photographic form.
So what did I chose as my image in such an historic and picturesque setting - a shipping container with gloriously peeling blue and green paint! :-) Shipping containers have been widely used to create incredible pieces of artwork - this may not be one of them but I just found it instantly a-peel-ing (sorry!) - providing a blank canvas of almost any size and location, in this particular instance the car park of a 16th Century pub! :-)