A dozen of us had breakfast at St Cuthbert's Elsdon and set out to walk cross country to St Cuthbert's Corsenside. We stopped at a remote stone house to hear a story of St Cuthbert. He had been travelling on a day which he and his fellow monks were supposed to keep as a day of fasting. He declined some food offered to him by a stranger so as to remain faithful to his vow. But by the time night fell and the fast was over, he found himself in a remote and uninhabited place. He stopped at a old shepherd's hut where his horse, starting to eat the thatch, pulled out some fresh bread hidden in the straw. So Cuthbert was rewarded for his faithful self-discipline. This picture shows our stopping place a couple of years ago when it was a ruin and seemed a suitable place to tell this story. But now it has been rebuilt and is extremely tidy. Somebody commented that instead of telling the story again, perhaps we should reflect on rebuilding our lives!