Priors Dean Church
In a maze of meandering by-ways and lanes
through the local surroundings, you know that you came
past this church once before, then again and again
as you searched in despair for the 'pub with no name'.
Extract from WH Hudson's 'Hampshire Days' (written in 1903):"There is a satirical saying in the other villages that if you want to find the church at Priors Dean you must first cut down the nettles. There were no nettles nor weeds of any kind, only the small ancient church with its little shingled spire standing in the middle of a large green graveyard with about a dozen or fifteen gravestones scattered about, three old tombs and, close to the building, an ancient yew tree."