An unintentional return visit to Saint Mary, Nempnett Thrubwell, due to missing a turning.
"Rabbits there as big as sows, the hens there look the size of cows
All the pigs do Irish jigs, and pigeons pull the ploughs
So leave me there, let me grow fat, and live and laugh, and after that
Bury me in a cider vat, down in Nempnett Thrubwell.
Sleepy Nempnett Thrubwell, dear old Somerset." - Adge Cutler