Sunday, July 31, 2011

As if carrying out a long conversation















Above:  last in the afternoon's circuit was this remote church in the middle of the county.  Hot dog day afternoon so that I almost missed it out and went home.  Hardly anything to see in the village except the church - austere exterior, 18th century brick, a wait for the key to be brought (by an elderly man in cords).















Above:  ornate interior, including this fabulous doric arch over the entrance to the chancel. 















Above:  beyond the chancel rail, in the Sanctuary, two bewigged London merchants (what were they doing so far from home?) lounged either side of the altar, as if carrying out a long conversation to relieve their ennui while they waited for the end of days.













Above:  the floor of the Sanctuary was absolutely packed with marble stones commemorating the local gentry, including this unfortunate Victorian traveller who was murdered by brigands.

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