Doodle, you never mentioned the break in (did you?). I'm so very sorry, it must be dreadful for everyone concerned. At least the integrity of the church itself wasn't violated. I hope everything settles back down soon.
Dunwich holds a special place in our family's hearts too. My DF used to take us on trips out.
Apparently, according to my uncle, Dad's youngest brother, the boys were firstly evacuated there during the war. This I had sort of gathered at the time.
What I didn't know was that my Grandfather paid a check up visit to see how his boys were getting on. At the time, various sea manoeuvres were taking place off the coast, complete with mock battles and real gunfire noises.
'That's it', my grandfather announced. 'They're coming back to London with me. If they're going to be in danger, they can get that back home.'
They then went to Somerset...
Light rain here, much welcomed after a serious session of clearance gardening.
Decided to tackle the grandly named sundial garden, where many of the top up lavender plants had failed to survive the prolonged heat, despite copious watering.
Half way round the circle, I developed a real right sided lower back pain.
All resolved, just tackled the remaining by turning round and tackling the weeding in an anticlockwise direction.
Well balanced pain now!