After my last post I was inspired to re-visit Priddy church.
At the centre of this small but scattered village is its large green, with its famous stack of hurdles, that sits in a dip of the Mendip Hills. High above the green is the village school and parish church.
What did the romans ever do for us? Well around here they did lots of mining and created some straight roads. So it was fitting that I was visiting today while Storm Brian was still blowing. The clouds were flying passed so fast that each picture was different.
When my mum researched our family tree it lead us back to the Pryddy name and this village. After the Somerset coal mines closed our family followed the work to south Wales. Its strange we should unknowingly return to where a leg of our family lived centuries ago.