A flying visit to Wells

On Monday I had 15 minutes to peep inside Well’s Cathedral, my first visit since I was 11 years old. Back then I was too young to really appreciate it, but I do remember enjoying it, especially the moat in the Bishop’s Palace garden.

Of course I stayed just at little longer, I was mesmerised by the light, the stained glass and we also lit a candle for my friends sister Diane, in America who sadly died last week.

Here are just a few pictures of this beautiful place.

Becky knows Wells far better then I do and her post is full of the information that mine lacks.

Returning to Wells for an ecclesiastical stroll

For Lindy and all the Shope family who sadly lost a very special sister.

The creepiest beasts on the planet

I haven’t joined in with the lens-artist challenge for ages but It’s time I did. This week it’s Ann-Christine’s turn to choose the theme and Halloween has made her think of creepy things. Her tunnel lurker is creepy, but the troll is way too cute to scare me.

The idea of spiders spinning around over my head is creepy for me and many other people. Worst of all are crocodilians. I know that some of  my friends down under and around the southern United States come across them and take it in their stride, but for me they are prehistoric and the most hideous creatures.

I think disbelief was what got me out of the bus that day, surely the people¬† wouldn’t really choose to share their village with them.

And as for this lass from our little group, how creepy that they are both smiling!