A little bit of Worcestershire

There is confusion over the name of the area I’m writing about today but the general consensus seems to be that Dodderhill Common and the adjacent Piper’s Hill Common, together form Hanbury Woods. Perfect for winter walks, we used to take the children here regularly when they were small and always referred to it as Dodderhill Common. I have fond memories of them, and Elsa (our lovely golden retriever), running in and out of the trees and kicking the enormous piles of dead leaves that gathered in the open spaces.  Although we visit far less often nowadays, it is good to have such a peaceful and calming place almost on our doorstep. 

The two commons were once grazing land and formed what, in the Middle Ages, and quite possibly before then, ancient wood pasture. It’s likely that the owner granted permission to the commoners to graze their livestock but as common grazing declined dramatically the the oak, beech and sweet chestnuts trees, some of the oldest in England, began to be ousted by younger competitors greedy for the nutrients and light. I can see several ‘pictures’ in this example of a rotting tree.


Fortunately the Worcestershire Wildlife Trust stepped in and has been restoring the pasture by felling certain trees and the area is now recognised as of national importance in demonstrating how to preserve veteran trees.  The dead wood is left on site to encourage wildlife habitat and fungus, of which more than 200 species have been identified,  including some rarer types which grow on dead elm and newly cut beech. 


Just a short uphill walk away is Hanbury Church, St. Mary’s. Reputed to have been on the site of an Iron Age fort and that a Saxon monastery once stood there, but whilst there is evidence in a Royal charter to support the latter, none exists to suggest that the fort was ever there.   Church

Nearby Hanbury Hall, which dates from 1701 and was built for the then MP for Worcester, is now owned by the National Trust. 


Beyond the formal gardens which include an intricate parterre and orangery the grounds give way to a 20 acre open park area which contains an ice house, brick kiln pond and a rare black poplar tree. It’s easy to imaging the family riding in their coach and horses along the avenue of trees which lead to the church, or perhaps walking on warmer days.HaHA

Separating the garden from the park area is a ha-ha. The ditch, with a wall along the side designed to keep the grazing animals from the formal gardens, is apparently so named because, largely invisible from even a short distance away, it provoked surprise once seen. 

Although we live within half a mile of a town centre, I feel very blessed that we are surrounded by the lovely Worcestershire countryside.  

NB: whilst I would like to take credit for the photographs, thanks must go to my husband







  1. I must confess that I don’t know your home county but I’ll add it to my list of places I must visit. What wonderful photos. You are very fortunate to have your own personal photographer!


  2. Oh, Eloise, what a lovely post! Thank you for sharing that lovely meander through the Worcestershire countryside and seeing your husband’s lovely photos, too! And what an excellent photo of a ha-ha.


    • I am fond of my home county. I think most counties have their lovely parts, Margaret. Devon perhaps a few more than most, you lucky lady!


  3. Your husband is a good photographer! It looks like a very interesting place and I’ve never heard of a “ha-ha” before! I learned something new, today, thanks to your post!


    • Perhaps the ha-ha is peculiar to England, Bless. My husband is a very keen landscape photographer. Thank you


  4. What a lovely place. An eco friend was so envious once that I had a lot of insects where I lived, due to branches and leaves being in a pile. I never forgot that. So fantastic that places like woods, and in New Zealand, it’s called bush, exist, so that the rhythm of nature can keep going.


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