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A little follow-up to the cows on my lawn that evening. They engaged in low-level cowish mischievousness all night. Nothing malicious, just sort of indifferent bovine high jinks. While in my carport they kicked over a kicked over this lawn-seeder and dragged this hay bale out into my lawn. But the coup-de-grace was that all the cows proceeded to lick the entire right side of my car. Every surface, the doors, the windows, hubcaps, the mirror, etc. had these huge sticky, slightly muddy tongue-lick residue trails. It was quite a funny thing to do. I couldn't help but laugh knowing I got punked by a bunch of late night cows.
 

St Michael’s Church is old enough to be mentioned in the Domesday Book as ‘Michelescherce’. Bounded by the River Wyre, it has been called St Michaels-on-Wyre since the 1100s.

The earliest parts of the present building are Norman, as can be evidenced by the door on its north side. The site is even older though and there has probably been a church here since Saxon times.

The church is typical of late Medieval churches of northern England and is constructed of sandstone ashlar and rubble.

The plan consists of a tower at the west end, a chancel and nave under a continuous roof and a chapel to the north. The tower is said to date from 1549.



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The village of Ribchester with the outlying hamlet of Stydd is situated in the picturesque Ribble Valley in the heart of rural Lancashire. Ribchester grew out of the ruins of the Roman fort of Bremetenaccum and the Parish Church of St Wilfrid's stands where the principal buildings of the fort would have been.

Join my flight starting over the River Ribble and head towards the beautiful church before we look at the remains of the masonry walls of several rooms belonging to a Roman bath complex from the 2nd century CE.The church is built on top of the Roman fort of Bremetennacum Veteranorum, and stones from the fort are built into the fabric of the church (indeed, a former rector claimed that two Doric pillars supporting the organ loft came from the Roman fort). A similar pair of pillars support the porch of the White Bull Hotel nearby.

The fort was established in the late 1st or early 2nd century AD and grew to become a substantial and important cavalry fort, with a sizeable town growing up around it. It seems likely that by the 6th century the town, which became known as Riblecastre, would have had a small wooden church, probably on the site of the old Roman Principium.

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A little follow-up to the cows on my lawn that evening. They engaged in low-level cowish mischievousness all night. Nothing malicious, just sort of indifferent bovine high jinks. While in my carport they kicked over a kicked over this lawn-seeder and dragged this hay bale out into my lawn. But the coup-de-grace was that all the cows proceeded to lick the entire right side of my car. Every surface, the doors, the windows, hubcaps, the mirror, etc. had these huge sticky, slightly muddy tongue-lick residue trails. It was quite a funny thing to do. I couldn't help but laugh knowing I got punked by a bunch of late night cows.
It was the condensation? They were thirsty? Has the farmer topped up their water tray?
 
It was the condensation? They were thirsty? Has the farmer topped up their water tray?

Interesting you should ask, because I wondered why as well. It turns out it is the salt. In winter, they put lots of salt down on the roads to melt the ice and it gets all over the cars, and I hadn't washed my car since winter so I suspect there was lots of residual salt on the surfaces, which they licked clean. I have most certainly washed my car since the "night of the licking cows" episode.
 
Interesting you should ask, because I wondered why as well. It turns out it is the salt. In winter, they put lots of salt down on the roads to melt the ice and it gets all over the cars, and I hadn't washed my car since winter so I suspect there was lots of residual salt on the surfaces, which they licked clean. I have most certainly washed my car since the "night of the licking cows" episode.
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