Thursday Doors

Thursday Doors Lower Slaughter

Strangely enough, this Gloucestershire village is not the site of some bloody battle. It doesn’t even have an abattoir. Its name comes from the word “slough”, meaning a muddy bog or water-logged area. As in the “slough of despond” in John Bunyan’s “Pilgrim’s Progress”. Slough became Slaughter.


The picturesque village straddles the River Eye, no doubt the cause of all the flooding. Somehow I have managed to get the correct exposure of the reflection in the stream while overexposing the cottages with their two white doors.

Note the stacked logs, ready for the winter fires


The honey-coloured Cotswold sandstone is beautiful. The door of this house is surrounded by Virginia Creeper.


You can walk across the fields to Upper Slaughter, or follow the River Eye to Bourton-on-the-Water.

According to Wikipedia, Lower Slaughter has been inhabited for over 1,000 years. The Domesday Book entry has the village name as “Sclostre”. It further notes that in 1066 and 1086 that the manor was in the sheriff’s hands. Now the village is in the hands of the local parish council, which refused to permit a tricycle selling ice-cream in the summer as children might climb on it and fall into the stream. You can’t be too careful, can you?

Thursday Doors

Thursday Doors – Painswick

“The Queen of the Cotswold Hills”, Painswick is a medieval village in Gloucestershire, England. The houses are all built of local honey-coloured stone. Painswick’s heyday was in the 13th century when it was famous for woollen cloth. In 1253, the village received a charter permitting a weekly market, in what is now called Friday Street. The main road in the village is called New Street, built in 1428. An ancient hill fort on Painswick Beacon shows that the site has been occupied since the Iron Age.

I arrived late in the afternoon but there was just enough light to grab some grainy, high ISO photographs of some doors.



This is Church House, where the composer Charles Orr lived for the latter half of his life. The church is St Mary’s, founded in Anglo-Saxon times and extended in the 15th Century in the English Perpendicular style. The fine steeple was added in the 17th Century. It is one of the most beautiful churchyards in England.

There is a door at the base of the tower, reached by a flight of stone steps. The churchyard is famous for its tabletop tombs (Richard Doone died aged 79 in 1798) and its magnificent collection of manicured yew trees. Tradition states that there are ninety-nine – the hundredth would be pulled out by the devil. The church tower is pockmarked by a couple of cannon balls from a civil war skirmish in 1643. The clock was accurate.


Above is the door to the village public bath-house (until 1977). It used to be a malting house for Stroud Breweries. Below there are two interesting doors. The white door has an advert for “Diamond Dogs” – a snooty dog-care business, specialising in extra-smelly walks to delight canine nostrils.


At the top of Gloucester Street is Butt House. It has been beautifully restored. Look at the lit main bedroom window and the ironwork around the door.


This is where I am staying tonight. French window doors leading out to the garden.


Need I say more?