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During the 17th century, Kendal expanded rapidly as a market town serving the southern part of the Lake District, and this gateway was one of many which served the yards where the woollen merchants plied

French soldiers were held as prisoners at Odiham during the Napoleonic wars, living in a camp dug out of an old chalk pit on the Alton road.

Drayton, a suburb of Portsmouth, lies close to Portsdown Hill, a 7-mile chalk ridge stretching from Bedhampton to Fareham.

The stone-built building to the right of the Yelde Hall was a butcher's run by Greig & Co in the 1950s.

Up until 1810, Ipswich's Butter Market was indeed the scene for the sale of butter and other products. At this time, it is one of the main shopping streets in the town.

The stone is from Chilmark, ten miles to the west, and the slender black shafts supporting the arches are of Purbeck marble.

In 1890, 34 men of Clovelly held master's tickets, a reflection of the little port's long maritime history.

In 1850 most of the parish was employed in farming, but the sudden growth of the hotel trade in the 1870s produced an employment revolution.

It was doubtless used to swell up the felloes of cart and wagon wheels, for in hot, dry weather they contracted, and the metal tyres became loose.

The parish church of St Mary stands boldly on its mound. It was rebuilt in 1781, and the tower and spire were rebuilt a hundred years later. Note the huge size of the windows.

It is all that remains of the round chapel of St Mary Magdalene.

The Royal Hotel is an impressive brick and stone building, designed by the virtually unknown architect Robert Chaplin in 1826; he employed a large porch of paired Greek Doric columns to impress those arriving

No longer a village, but a residential suburb of Wolverhampton, Penn spreads for miles along the dual carriageway we see here.

The elaborate Elizabethan structure in the centre, with tiers of multi-paned windows and a high gallery, was the renowned Mol's Coffee House, standing beside Cathedral Green.

In this delightful rural scene, thatched cottages, sheep dogs and a babe-in-arms conjure up images of an earlier, more peaceful age.

With only a small beach to boast of it never attracted hordes of holidaymakers. The 19th century church (right) is Holy Trinity.

Despite the fact that coastal silt deposits have left Wells Quay on a creek over a mile from the open sea, the port was still functioning for the export of locally grown grain in 1965.

Here, the excellent footpath on the west bank of the river can be seen.

This view of the bridge was taken from the west bank, nearest Bakewell. Towards the far bank, the river is full of mallards, all demanding a sandwich with menaces.

This brash and kitsch 1920s art deco building clearly intends to convey the impression of a temple of delights.

The building, which is mid 19th- century and stands on the site of the old Market Hall, faces away from the town's wide Market Place. A stone pillar remains as a relic of the old hall.

Are the village women, right, considering a visit to the Anchor pub for a glass of cider?

A decade after the Peel Institute was completed, the adjacent Market Hall was opened as the focus of the town's trade.

The Old Hall, or Manor House, at Whitwell bears the mullioned and transomed windows and steep gables typical of its Tudor ancestry.