St Mary's Church, Bessingham

Visited my friend Rosemary's brother's grave to take a pic of the new stone. (It's the one by the door). Came back to the car, threw my coat in the back and slammed the tailgate. Realising with that horrible sinking feeling that my keys were in the coat pocket.
Fortunately the man that lives next to the church very kindly gave us a lift back to collect the spare set and then brought us back. What a gentleman!