Our second home

I wanted to share a beautiful photo of the church in the village where we lived in England. Yes, it really is this beautiful. This is St. Mary the Virgin in the village of Woodditton, near the famous racing town of Newmarket. There are two roads through the village, intersecting each other at right angles. We lived further down the road (about a mile) from where this photo was taken. We could clearly hear the bellringers practicing every Tuesday night, and again Sunday morning.

Being so near a racing town, the village is a collection of stud farms, including the National Stud. We lived in a semi-detached on Woodditton Stud, which was owned by a man from Singapore. Our neighbors were the al-Maktoums and relations of the Aga Khan. We had the chance to look inside one of their barns, which was reached by a public footpath. The horses' digs were posher than our own!

There's nothing quite like watching the horses and jockeys run up the Severals every morning as you pass through town (Newmarket that is). It's a pleasure to stop for them crossing the road just to get a look at such magnificent animals! We'd go back in a heartbeat.