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A-Z of Somerset: Kingsdon

K is also for Kingsdon

I couldn’t let the lack f a J village pass, so I have included a second K in the list.

Just to the south of Kingweston, in between Somerton and Yeovil, sits the quiet village of Kingsdon.

With a population of just over 300 people, it is a tight-knit community, somewhere where, you readily find yourself walking along quiet roads, getting welcoming nods and hellos from local resident and dog-walkers.

The village gets is name from nearby Kingsdon Hill, which in turn reflects its regal connection to Somerton, a royal estate since the Norman Conquest.

All Saints Church, to the north of the village, is a peaceful location and dates back to the 1400s. The churchyard includes two Commonwealth War Graves, which I’ll explore in later blogs.

The community feel runs throughout Kingsdon, with a local pub, a phonebox book swap facility and a village school-cum-shop.

The views south are stunning too, heightening the real sense of countryside living. And, with plenty of footpaths locally, Kingsdon works well as a start point, finish, or stopping off point for an afternoon stroll.

Cover Version

No, I’ve never seen the film (I know this will be a shock to a lot of cinema aficionados, but I cannot help that!). But I am familiar with the iconography, and this LP cover raised a Glastonbury smile!

‘Someday this lockdown’s gonna end’.

That’d be just fine with the boys in the flat. They weren’t looking for anything more than a way outside.

Trouble is, I’d been out there, and I knew that it just didn’t appeal anymore.

Bored of me nagging, yet?

May’s Mass Observation Project is coming up, so take a photograph based that sums up the theme COLOUR to you, however you want to interpret it.

  • Email the image to by Thursday 30th April 2020.
  • Images should be a maximum of 650 pixels wide.
  • Include your name, website/blog address and a short note about the image, including where it was taken.
  • Come back and see the results on Sunday 3rd May!

A Lady of a Certain Age

When times are tough, we often hark back to days when things seemed better, when life ran more smoothly.

The issue with this is that we tend to only remember the good things, not the bad – the childhood summers that seemed to go on for months, the Christmases when presents were huge and we were not left wanting.

This rose-tinted view of the past is detrimental and can reinforce our connection to what has gone before, making us even less willing too connect fully with the present and look to the future.

Back in the day you had been part of the smart set
You’d holidayed with kings, dined out with starlets
From London to New York, Cap Ferrat to Capri
In perfume by Chanel and clothes by Givenchy
You sipped camparis with David and Peter
At Noel’s parties by Lake Geneva
Scaling the dizzy heights of high society
Armed only with a cheque-book and a family tree

You chased the sun around the Cote d’Azur
Until the light of youth became obscured
And left you on your own and in the shade
An English lady of a certain age
And if a nice young man would buy you a drink
You’d say with a conspiratorial wink
“You wouldn’t think that I was seventy”
And he’d say, “no, you couldn’t be!”

Divine Comedy: A Lady of a Certain Age