For those of you who are unaware, Pilling is an ancient settlement, founded on what is essentially an 'island' with the sea on one side and marsh on the others.
From artefacts finds there is evidence of spasmodic human activity dating back to the neolithic period.
What amazing knowledge you can gain from turning up a place on Google!!!
The village lies just east of that booming resort on the Fylde Coast, Knott End on Sea.
Proof of the spasmodic activity that exists even now is the boarded up shell of the only public house, a victim I suppose of this wretched Covid pandemic.
The spire of Pilling Church and the surrounding village.
Anyway everything else appeared to be alive and kicking with many residents, judging by the car parks, attending morning services at both the Methodist and Church of England churches. I did try to keep my foot off the accelerator as we drove passed!
It was a nice little run. We did plan to travel further but the traffic was building up so we decided to shorten it and stick to the little roads endowed with even more potholes than the main routes!
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