Second daughter Ruth and her two girls have been staying with us over the Easter week. We picked them up at the airport last Friday. Traffic was very heavy and we took the 'pretty way' home. As we approached the village of Cavendish I told them that the village green at Cavendish was reckoned the prettiest scene in East Anglia. They loved the above view! but when I asked them if they agreed it was the prettiest view we'd shown them, they discussed the relative merits of Cavendish, Kersey, and Lavenham, then came to the conclusion the Cavendish was 'one of the prettiest' views they'd seen in England, and that judging between these villages was quite impossible. A case, I'd suppose of 'comparisons being odious'; and, I think, a wise decision.
When we got home, they all spotted the above 'Green man' which had been given to us; and all rather liked it with the espaliered branches of the Egremont Russett apple tree framing it. The tree is in full flower (the first time it has been since I planted it five or six years ago).