Over the May bank holiday weekend we went champing, which gave us a great opportunity to visit nature reserves close to where we were staying and get out on the River Stour in a canoe.
“Champing? What on earth is that?”, I hear you ask. Champing is the combination of the words church and camping. We spent the weekend at All Saints Church in the tiny village of West Stourmouth, a little way outside Canterbury. The Church was beautiful, Saxon in origin with a small, but beautiful graveyard, the stones home to lichens and mosses, flowers bursting through and butterflies fluttering above