Another in my 'home town' series - here's a Sunday-morning picture, and a story that should please Barbara.
This is the Church of Our Lady and St Cuthbert. (Note for heathen Southerners - Cuthbert is one of our great Northumbrian Saints).
It was built in 1889 by the Liddells, a wealthy local family.
Thing is, it wasn't built here... It started off in the grounds of their mansion, about a mile away.
In 1904, for various complicated reasons, it couldn't stay there, and the Liddells arranged for it to be moved stone by stone to the other side of town.
The present parish priest, Fr Paul Zielinski, has researched the story and published a book called, of course, The Church that Moved. Google will give you more details.
It is surrounded by tall trees and houses, this is probably the best view, and I liked the frame of the two cypresses. Plus, I was a bit higher up the hillside, which gives a better angle. Sorry I couldn't give you a better sky, but if you knew how long I stood and waited for that tiny bit of blue...
Thanks for looking, and enjoy your Sunday.