Summer Sunday

France & Vincent


The sky was a perfect blue as we headed towards Wing… a small Buckinghamshire village with a name that makes me smile. The etymology is not so romantic, having changed over the centuries, but I always think of the great birds, the red kites that soar here. On the other hand, the name is supposed to be derived from either “Wiwa’s sons or people” or “The dwellers at, or devotees of, a heathen temple”…and that latter, of course, whets the curiosity, especially given the archaeology in the area.

P1010008The church stands close to an ancient mound, quoted as being ‘partially natural’, called a Castle. Too small for defensive purposes, it stands incongruous at the edge of the village. A tumulus is not far away… always a good indication of the proximity of the oldest sacred sites… and an ancient trackway runs through the village. Many of the villages nearby reflect…

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