Has seen some changes to these climes.
The pastureland within this vale
No longer lives to tell its tale,
But Kingsmead, still a rural green,
Now dominates this urban scene.
What tales lie hidden here or there?
Of railway train or country fair?
So choose the time you like the most
Then click upon the fingerpost.
(I hope you’ll find out something new
But if you have some stories too
Of how this village used to be,
Then click to contact me.)
