This bench is at the far end of Hoe Common, so ideally suited for a rest, after walking that far. It has a view across to Beetley, but in some respects, the bench is more interesting than the view.
(The photos are both large files, and can be clicked on, to enlarge them.)
It has obviously been around a while. It has no dedication, and I have no idea who placed it there, or why. When you sit against the backrest, your feet can only just touch the ground. The area nearby is not maintained, and nettles and grasses flourish under and around it. It is the only bench in that place, and the only bench for a long way off. It is made of wood, and they didn’t bother to trim it neatly, or to polish and prepare it.
This is a natural bench, surrounded by nature. For that reason, I think it is far superior to many other benches in this area, which are made of resin, or resemble traditional park benches. It is by far my favourite bench, and has provided me with much-needed rest in the rare hot summers we have experienced, since moving here. I have never seen anyone else sitting on it, but I always make sure to take a seat there, at least for a while.
I like to think that the bench appreciates my dalliance, and sees some sense in its purpose.
Ollie stood by it today. He allowed me a rare photo opportunity. Perhaps he instinctively knows.