No I don't think there are any "neighboring villages" this one is IT, the only! There might be a signpost just over the one way bridge that can't be deciphered, indicating 'Little Somewhere' or 'Great Ishyplace" but the road is always blocked by the farmers slow moving tractor, or geese crossing or some other mysterious quintessentially English village phenomenon (no-body of course, ever notices this...). And there's always a mist over the fields where the village sort of 'runs out'. Our village is of course located on Solaris, or is a programme in the Matrix, or maybe it's a set in some futuristic reality show..? Of course we'll never know!

Yes, I think all Morris Men should read Nigel Pennicks "Crossing the Borderlines, ritual animal disguise in the European tradition" and get with the traditionally re-imagined pagan fertility masked dancing pronto.