On a walk around Potton town back on Tuesday at midday, I stopped here and thought I might try to grab a picture:
This is what it looks like up close:
Appropriate here for a Good Friday, I feel. It was built in the 1300s. Before it, there had been other churches on that hill back to the 10-somethings.
Although it is relatively easy to reach, this town about 40 miles north of London is off of the major routes. If you come this way, chances are you are looking to come this way.
The town is bypassed on the west either down to London or to the North on the A1. Or it may be bypassed on the east on the M11 to Cambridge or down to the eastern side of London. There is little really to the south of it before Biggleswade or Letchworth Garden City, or to the north until St. Neots in Cambridgeshire.
And this is the center of it all: the market square:
There has been a village and then a town here for at least 800 years…
There were about 1,000 people here in the early 1800s. Despite lots of new homes (especially recently), today there are still only about 5,000 residents. It is still rural England – and there are few places in the world more pleasant than rural England.
And so many wonder from where authors get inspiration and ideas? That has been a question I have long found amusing. Most of the time, all one needs to do is look around where you happen to be. 🙂
Have a good Easter weekend (if you observe).