Cultivated wild flowers

"Cultivated wild flowers" - a touch of the Irish perhaps. The miniature wild flower meadow in Withdean Park looks colourful although many of thew plants are a bit droopy after being pounded by the rain on Thursday.

Clayton church

A closer look at the tiny church of St John the Baptist, Clayton. Sir Norman Hartnell, couturier to the Queen, is buried in the churchyard.

Looking down

The village of Clayton nestles at the foot of the hill, which is higher and steeper than it appeared in the picture of Jack and Jill yesterday. To the right of the church you will find a white-painted house with a grey roof. Just above the roof to the left of the chimney is a brick wall. It was on that wall that I rested the tripod to take yesterday's picture.

Jack and Jill

The windmills at the top of Clayton Hill. Jack is on the left and Jill on the right (I think!). Jack is in private ownership, possibly lived in although there might be a separate house. The land is surrounded by very high hedges and it is impossible to see anything except the top of the mill. Jill is owned by a preservation society and is now in a very good state of repair. This picture was taken from the same spot as yesterday's picture of Clayton Tunnel.

Fellow travellers

Fern loves children and she was delighted to meet these two young ladies as we walked across the Downs the other day. They seemed quite happy to meet her as well.

Clayton Tunnel

On its way to Brighton, the railway from London goes through a tunnel under the South Downs - Clayton Tunnel. This is the northern entrance and people actually live in this "castle". Must be a bit noisy. If you enlarge the picture you can see one of the occupants watching me as I took the photo. Look in the right-hand window.

Yesterday

I wouldn't dream of trying to walk Fern in Stanmer Park on a sunny Sunday in the school summer holidays but yesterday afternoon I drove there anyway. Most of the grass shown in Saturday's photo was empty, but the green in front of the church was crowded and there wasn't a single space left in any of the car parks.