Lacock

I headed to Lacock last Monday (Spring bank holiday) thinking that it would be its buildings or quaint streets or afternoon tea at King John Hunting’s Lodge (seriously good) that would leave the big mark. After all that’s why I was heading there in the first place. But instead it was a gentleman who struck the sweetest chord. I was taking some photographs and he strolled into view. He looked so content, just taking in the streets and sounds. Realising he was in my picture he offered a friendly smile. I lowered my camera and returned the gesture. A couple of minutes later I noticed him quietly hold back from the rest of his party to make sure an elderly gentleman, who was slowly crossing the road with a heavy bag of shopping, was okay. It was touching. I saw this gentleman only briefly, but he seemed to me to be a chap simply enjoying the day, breathing in the life of every moment, whilst keeping a watchful eye out for others. A winning combination.

Below are a few shots of my afternoon in Lacock. The streets were a hive of activity with many people visiting the village for the scarecrow trail. All pictures were taken through a Fujifilm x70.