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Ingleby comes at the end of a lovely drive, whether one approaches from Repton or Ticknall or Swarkestone. The loveliest way is perhaps the lane from Swarkestone in company with the winding River Trent.
It is only a handful of dwellings sheltered by steep wooded cliffs, quietly situated by the river.
Even its church has gone, being in such a sorry plight in the 17th century that its stone and wood were given away towards the building of Foremark church a mile away.
Strangely enough, it has another church it is hardly likely to lose. We come to it higher upstream at a bend of the river, where the bank is broken by deep clefts and sharp rocks out of which have been fashioned several rooms with windows and a doorway. It is called Anchor Church, for it is said to have been the cell of a mediaeval hermit or anchorite.
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