Ugley is an Essex village that happens to have beautiful bluebell woods, as well as a funny name, which we discovered by accident the other year and chose to re-visit on the way to the treehouse this Tuesday.
It’s a small but most worthwhile diversion if you get the timing right…
Which for once I think we did…
Aren’t they gorgeous? 
All around you and everywhere you look, a beautiful blue haze seemingly hovers just above the ground. Totally stunning. And the perfume is astonishing, making a tramp through the woods a real delight.
No wonder they call it beautiful Ugley.
I am warming to Essex.
Silly thought: Ugley probably has a Womens’ Intitute too, which I certainly won’t be queueing to join. Think about it…..
Boatbird
Boatbird 
Fancy calling a place Ugley when it has such fabulous bluebell woods – oop north ‘ere the bluebells are not fully open yet – too darn cold – but maybe this weekend we’ll go to Brayton Barf and find them in their full glory.
Only in Essex eh!!
Great pictures – Essex really is a great place … don’t let anyone tell you anything different!
No, quite right, there’s not a lot wrong with Essex and the more I see the more I like. It gets a bad press, like the fens, but I am very fond of that area too. And you can’t beat interesting characters and both places have plenty of those..!!
Ah, the magic of Spring! Lovely!
Yep – isn’t mother nature wonderful?