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19-May-2010 -- I find myself back down in this part of the country again, in actual fact I am visiting someone who lives just 800 odd yards from the confluence point. Not pay a visit? Not going to happen :-)

Once again it is a nice warm Spring evening and a lot drier underfoot than my last visit here. Still, I put my boots on anyway, just in case.

Parked in the same place as last time and a nice gentle stroll in. The ground cover has barely changed, the field lies fallow this year and is set to grass.

As it is in full bloom and I have the time, this time I explore and photograph the Bluebell Wood. It is so peaceful in there you could almost forget that the outside world exists.

So where exactly is it then? You're looking straight at it.