New thoughts on an old theme

Braunstone: It’s an old place name meaning brown stone and brown stones y’all can often be mistaken for poo.

This scatological parallel fits well with the the general thinking on Braunstone Estate, AKA Braunstone or Brauny.

But Braunstone, a name which anoints the housing estate, town and village, isn’t shit.

These photos, portraying the blue light gloom of early spring, were taken on April 4. We took a wander from Western Park up to Meridian for a Burger King treat for the kids. A long walk for fast food.

Braunstone was a village with a Domesday Book mention until the 1930s. In went the houses onto the old Winstanley estate and boom, a mushroom cloud population explosion.

The pictures below cover St Peter’s; the Norman church, Braunstone Park and Braunstone Hall.

In the next post there will be a visit to Braunstone Hall’s walled garden. In the meantime, I’m off to France with Sausage Party #1.

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The Norman church as you can see had a run-in with a less sympathetic 17th century extension.

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The walled garden of Braunstone Hall.

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Braunstone Hall.Photo0972 Photo0973 Photo0975 Photo0976 Photo0977 Photo0978The stables of Braustone Hall which lead through to the walled garden. Piccies of the walled garden soon.


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