Ludlow....is probably the loveliest town in England with its hill of Georgian houses ascending from the river Teme to the great tower of the cross-shaped church, rising behind a classic market building.

Hymn tunes are the nearest we've got to English folk music.

Hymns are the poetry of the people.

Norfolk would not be Norfolk without a church tower on the horizon or round a corner up a lane. We cannot spare a single Norfolk church. When a church has been pulled down the country seems empty or is like a necklace with a jewel missing.

Lovers of Norfolk churches can never agree which is the best and I think one is either a Salle or a Cawston man.

People's backyards are much more interesting than their front gardens, and houses that back on to railways are public benefactors.

I have a Vision of the Future, chum. The workers flats in fields of soya beans tower up like silver pencils, score on score.