Cockersand Abbey

If wishes were horses, we’d win the lottery and spend  our lives travelling to places that we’ve always dreamt of visiting or returning to those that hold a special place in our hearts.  But even though our chances of winning the lottery are nil, we’ve decided it’s possible to fulfil some of those dreams, especially if places are close to home. So yesterday, returning home from a meeting, I made a second pilgrimage to the historic, Cockersand Abbey. A small, windswept, chapterhouse  on the exposed Lancashire coast near Thurnham, it remains a lasting legacy of the faith of our forebears