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Next door is the white-painted Crown Hotel, and in the foreground stands the village cross, with some Boy Scouts in residence.

The centrepiece of West Burton's village green in Wensleydale is this stepped obelisk, dated 1802. In this photograph, a group of people all carrying walking sticks (perhaps they were ramblers?)

There were building stone quarries around the village - the Quarry Inn is lower down the street, and the gardens are separated by upright slabs of lias. The shop on the right is now offices.

Washington's village street was formerly an ancient road that ran along the greensand ridge.

The King's Head still stands beside the road, which drops north from the village to the moors below. A cottage on the left was once home to the blacksmith; his forge stood beyond the pub.

A scene that could have been copied in any town or village in the country in 1899. Notice particularly the pot plants on the porch of the nearby house, and also the horse droppings in the roadway.

The Tilling Bourne quietly adds its own liquid note to this peaceful scene as its flows past The Compasses, one of two pubs in this small village on the main Guildford to Dorking road.

We can see horses trotting through the village (centre). The name 'Clatford' means 'ford where burdock grew.'

Pevsner described Netley as 'a Victorian period piece;' its streets of neat family villas and rows of renovated terraced cottages overlooking Southampton Water are certainly striking.

This photograph of Lulworth village shows how Dorset cottages looked when they were the workaday homes of local labourers and fishermen.

A couple of miles inland is the Village of St Mawgan, from which the giant airbase takes its name.

Here we see the Norman tower of the village church of All Saints.

Today the building houses a small museum, which displays local history, archaeological artefacts found in the area, and mementoes of Thomas Hughes and Sir John Betjeman, who once lived in the village.

A father and his son seem to be skimming stones in the right foreground on the beach, which probably marks the spot where the 'full ford' of the village's name once existed.

St Mawes is the largest village on the Roseland peninsula. Its sheltered harbour was once for fishing boats, but it is now very much a haven for boating, holidays and retirement.

The village was formerly called Skirdal, deriving from a Saxon word meaning a 'clear water dale'; it was only during the 18th century that the hamlet's present name appeared.

Illingworth was at the time of this photograph a village on the edge of the Pennines north of Halifax, but is now a suburb of the city.

The beautiful village is thronged with visitors in summer, and the river full of small boats and canoes.

This village is fortunate to have a fine Norman-style church in a splendid setting alongside the main road.

A linear village along a ridge between the Rother and Dudwell rivers, Burwash prospered in the Wealden iron industry.

This is a pleasant enough small church, set as a church should be in grassy surroundings, well-populated by recumbent villagers.

This is a particularly uninspiring view, but again it is a view so typical of peripheral village estates.

Although there are many pleasant cottages in the vernacular brick and flint, the modest village street does not reflect Caister's illustrious history.

Hopton is a diminutive village resort on the A12 just south of Great Yarmouth.