Bratoft Lincolnshire, UK
To return to the roots of my whakapapa on my maternal grandmothers fathers side was indeed one of the highlights of the trip so far. There is something deep and primal about imagining my forebears birthing working living and dying in this beautiful flat part of UK. Called the Lincolnshire Wolls. I will send photos when I have better internet connection. But it was such a blessing to walk the lanes and sit in the church where they spent their lives and were buried...