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July 2025. Patrington. East Yorkshire.

Our triumphant return from Spurn (hey ! that rhymes) was tinged with reflection that this might have been our last visit to this beguiling part of the East Yorkshire coast, captured beautifully here by BRAPA.

Not just because I’m fast approaching middle-age, but the prospects of new GBG entries must be remote (though I’ve said that before), and that Holderness coast is subject to coastal erosion, 6 feet a year.

So best take every opportunity to stop and admire unheralded. Like Patrington, clearly celebrating National Joanna Lumley week in style.

Your essential only stop on the road to the coast from Hull,

a village last visited in 2019 for a short-lived micro and a sense of terror generally reserved for the Fens.

Only 2,059 souls, but (Wiki says) “Shops and services include a general store, petrol station, hardware store, 4 bakeries and cafes, 4 public houses, a country house bed and breakfast, a fish and chip shop, pharmacy, 3 hair/beauty salons (4th to be opened soon to replace the Barclays bank), a country wear store, 2 florists/homemade gifts stores and the doctors surgery“

But for most folk, Patrington means St Patrick’s (NCSS 4), seen here on my obligatory church postcard.

As commanding a presence in the flat lands as Crowland is down the A1, this is one of the UK’s essential churches.

And I’d never been in. Open, but empty, on a Sunday afternoon, so you get to explore without well-intentioned volunteers keen to give you dates and names you don’t care about.

Shame I couldn’t climb the tower to get those views across to Grimsby, though.

It’s a graceful building, though in truth it’s the scale that impresses. Look at Wiki if you want to enter the arcane world of ecclesiastical terminology.

Where else would you see the word “Reredos” ?

Beautiful. But then, in their own way, are the entries for Patrington’s “Best Decorated House”