Oakham untouched by time.

Oakham is one of those amazing places that has hardly been touched by time. It was the county town of Rutland until 1974 with Rutland being the smallest county in England at that time. However in 1974 it became a part of Liecistershire county. It's weather vein Cock Peter is found on All Saints church and is said to have guided the soldiers on their way to Agincourt in 1415. There was a church in Oakham in the Norman time, however nothing is left of it. The church that was built in the 13th century has some remains for us to see today including the splendid porch with it's details of wood carvings of animals. The Oakham Bible dates back to 1215, before the Magna Carter.

This is a little history into the wonderful town of Oakham, some what untouched by time. A place set in the rolling hills of the British countryside.

Please pop back for some more updates in this wonderful town of Oakham.

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There's always room for one more.

Oakham Rutland

Well, my life has been a bit busy recently so I am sorry for not posting earlier.

I moved to Oakham when I was three, I believe, and lived there until I was four. We lived in a bungalow and at the top of the road was where my brother and sister went to school.

I do remember the market place, and my mum buying material from a store there.

My dad and I would look through the windows waiting for my mum to come home from shopping.

I did not realize until researching how close Stamford was to Oakham, where I lived when I was six. Stamford is approximately 11 miles from Oakham

Oakham is 85 miles from London and 17.4 miles east of Leicester. Oakham has one of the largest man made lakes in Europe. It has a church, a castle and is situated in some amazing countryside that surrounds this wonderful quaint town.

Well pop by again to read more about Oakham and it's history.

Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights

There's always room for one more

Freedom Reigns after 9/11

On the tenth anniversary of 9/11, I thought we'd take a moment to remember that day. I wrote two poems, one posted on http://www.cornfielddreams.blogspot.com and one on this blog. These poems I wrote shortly after 9/11 but still relevant to today.

Freedom Reigns

A book lay open on a bench.
It's pages turning with the breeze.
People walked pass, some cried.
Each person turning a page.
In my heart I cried a thousand tears.
I did not know a single soul in that book.
You see each page was a life.
On one day in time, they became heros.
In one day they became history.
People throughout the world cried for them.
They never knew that on that day,
Their lives would end.
Each page now a lesson to learn.
The price of freedom, we stand as one.
Whether American, British, or another nation.
United we now stand.
For the cry for freedom has been played.
And we will stand to see Freedom reign.
Not just on this land but everywhere.

Least we forget.

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There's always room for one more.

Oakham

Enjoy pictures of Oakham, our next destination.

Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights.

There's always room for one more.

Buckle Your Seat Belts and Enjoy the Alice Show.

Welcome aboard the Thomson Airways with our hostess an amazing six year old girl named Alice. She will be explaining the safety features to you while you enjoy her lovely Irish charm.

Please enjoy your 4 minute flight with the link below:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CjHCc6TZhaM

Emily

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There's always room for one more.

Cornfields in England miss you Scott.

Today is a year since my brother died he loved the song by Eva Cassidy fields of gold, also we Three kings. I do believe my brother is in a better place. Please enjoy the pictures of Cornfields in Norfolk

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The place my brother was born.

Tomorrow will be a year since Scott left this earth. A time to reflect.

So I will continue my walk in Sharnbrook Bedfordshire England this is where Scott was born.

In the 1800's this village really started to grow the railway tracks came here, a miller,blacksmith and bakery. A school was founded and a Police station too. The village was growing with flats been built for families to live in. The railway through lack of demand did close in 1960.

Today the village is home to about 2000 residents and is a ideal place to commute to London and Luton airport. The familiar shops that many villages have can still be found from butchers to the co-op store.

So this is where Scott's life began in a quaint rural village in Bedfordshire. I hope one day I get to see it. Until then I hope you enjoy the brief history and enjoy the pictures.

Miss you always Scott.

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There's always room for one more.