Chiddingstone

May 11th we decamped--de-Airbnb'd--and drove through more of darkest Kent and Sussex to Chiddingstone, which the National Trust presents as England's only extant Tudor village, mid-15th century. 

Blue bells along the way

A tree down and debris in the road--could be spring-time
in the Rockies in Montana

It's rather a small place, Chiddingstone...a row of

Tudor buildings, a church, and, beyond, a fortified

residence

We were due to see Knole later in the day, so passed on Chiddingstone
Castle

Tudor pavement?

From the village we walked the few hundred meters out to the

Chiding stone itself...thought to be a place of judgment...chiding...

get it?

The Chiding Stone

Yours truly, 75 years old, suffering from Mal de
Debarquement syndrome, dizzily chiding myself for
doing this and resolving not to climb such things again

The view

On the way to Knole, more darkest Kent and Sussex