Ringing outing, guest post by southdowner

I just can't get enough ringing. There. I admitted it. Worst of all I'm not using the "I recognised my addiction so I'm on the first step to curing it" explanation. I recognise my addiction… and I'm FEEDING it. (Such a bad person *g*)
And perhaps you can see why when I show you some pictures of a recent ringing outing.
This is a small Warwickshire village called Polesworth (close to Sheepy Magna which has to be one of my favourite village names), and Polesworth has old buildings scattered...