Coventry Cathedral – a personal pause

My beautiful wife Julie is a Coventry girl, and Monday 3 December 2018 was our 35th wedding anniversary. We drove to Coventry, parked at the west end of the old cathedral and then went in to the new one. We needed a verger to take us down from the nave floor to the basement, and direct us through to the café. After a snack we went back upstairs, and had an explore – the photos were taken on my phone. We also purchased lots of guidebooks to write a full blog next time we come.

The Cathedral was destroyed in an air raid on 14 November 1940, and then rebuilt on the north side, opening in the early 1960s. It was designed by Sir Basil Spence, the stunning tapestry at the “east” end is by Graham Sutherland, some of the windows by John Piper, and there are so many lovely things to photo. When I blog, it will be a very long blog.


The Cathedral crib is rather special too. Its design is contemporary with the Cathedral, and it was commissioned by Spence himself. He approached Alma Ramsey-Hosking, who had already contributed some public art in the city. She trained as a sculptor under Henry Moore in the last 1920s at the Royal College of Art. In October 1940 she was in Southampton, and gave birth to her daughter in the middle of the aerial conflict above. When the child was born, the midwife handed her over saying “Do not put that baby into her cot, but keep her on your hand, where it is safest.” Mary holds her baby on her hand, she is depicted as a young woman, with the delicate neck of girlhood and modelled with looped plaits around her ears. All the figures are constructed from wood and wire armatures, while the figures’ heads and hands and the beasts in their entirety were modelled in bronze powder suspended in a thick resin so when, when hard, it could be burnished. Alma also designed the clothes and, if I’ve read the leaflet correctly, the shepherds become Kings at Epiphany, and Mary moves from being a simple peasant girl to the Queen of heaven. Taking photos was not easy as the Cathedral was full of children so one had to be careful where I pointed the camera. Julie wanted to borrow their Christingle.

We went outside into the Old Cathedral. I searched for the bench dedicated to “Coventry Meat Traders” on which she was sat when I asked her to marry me in 1982. Our marriage has obviously out-lasted the bench. We had a selfie – no one had invented selfies in 1982!

We went into the Herbert Art Gallery and spent a little time there, then walked into town. I spent a while in the café at Waterstones, and tweeted asking how many hours of my married life I have spent waiting in bookshops. We had supper at the Cosy Club, and the staff were lovely. I mentioned it was our 35th anniversary and told the lass that I had fallen for a Coventry girl (“I’m from Birmingham” she said). When the bill came our puddings were free. Thank you! We then went to see Over the Top at the Belgrade Theatre, this year’s alternative pantomime. “The year is 1918 and the troops on the Western Front have had a surprise visit from a fearless group of suffragettes who’ve come to perform a show to life their spirits.” It made us laugh, and made us think. If you are near Coventry this Festive Season go and see it.

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Derwent Valley Heritage Way 6, Rowsley to Matlock

On Friday 16 November I got up early and caught the first Transpeak bus north to Rowsley. Why is it taking me so long to walk this Derwent Valley Mills Trail? It’s only 5.5 miles from Rowsley to Matlock and as it was a damp, grey morning, that would probably be far enough. I cut through the industrial estate on the side of the old station, then headed south on a footpath along the east bank of the river.

Then you come to the northern end of Peak Rail – I haven’t had a ride on the line since I moved to Derbyshire – thirty years ago my brother was teenage volunteer here, trying to build the Buxton end, in the days when there were hopes they could re-open all the way through. It would be wonderful if trains could run from Derby to Manchester again, but I doubt it will happen in my lifetime.

A walk across the fields to Churchtown – not helped by farmers putting fences across rights of way.

St Helen’s church was locked, but they do have coffee every second Saturday which might be an opportunity to get in. Some interesting stone in the porch, an ancient yew tree and war memorials around it.

I crossed the river at Darley Bridge and walked down the west side. As you come into Matlock there are a large derelict site at Cawdor Quarry. In a sensible world we would be building new houses here, rather than on green field sites around Derby.

The Peak Rail bridge north of the town does not look to be in a good state. I stopped and chatted to a lady on a mobility scooter who then offered me a JW leaflet “Suffering – when will it end?” The walk hadn’t been that bad! I ambled to the station and photoed the 1850 Station Master’s house.

On the way north the bus had stopped at the bus station. On the way south the bus does not stop at the bus station. I made it to the stop in Bakewell Road … just!


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Alstonefield, Staffordshire – St Peter

This year our MA course has more mature students, and one of them, Carrie, was handing out flyers for “A Visual and audio exhibition to Commemorate the Centenary of the end of WW1” in Alstonefield – their local history group got some lottery money. I spent the morning of  Saturday 10 November fighting with all the talks needed for tomorrow, and it was later than I had hoped before I got away.

Alstonefield is just across the border into Staffordshire (and Lichfield Diocese) – SK133553 – and it would have been a gorgeous drive if the sun had been shining on the autumn leaves. St Peter’s church wasn’t well signposted in the village,  but as I walked down I saw that each house where a WW1 soldier had lived was labelled – what a good idea. That must really bring it home to the residents. Nice map available too. I also like the “Homemade refreshments” notice – one for our open days? Church website.

The church was buzzing. Refreshment tables down the centre of the Nave, and displays round the side. I took my time and worked my way round. Some general material, and a lot of specific Village information – they had really done their research.

On one of the boards I read the Vicar’s letter, written after the death of his son Ernest on 9 May 1916. Then I read that his older brother, Wilfred, was killed less than two months later. How do you keep your faith, and minister to your people, after two such blows? How did the younger brother, Newland, feel when he is the only one of the three to return from War? Did he get two devastating letters from his parents while he was serving in France?

The display boards in the south aisle were on top of the simple bench seats. The Cotton family pew, repainted in the early C19 was made for the Charles Cotton senior of Beresford Hall. His son, also Charles, was a friend of Izaak Walton – so you can imagine the author of The Compleat Angler sat in this pew (wishing he was fishing??). I wonder what the family men would think of the pew being guarded by Suffragettes?

The problem with displays is they obscure the furniture! I will have to come back to explore the wonderful two-decker pulpit. It was originally three-deck (any photos?) – imagine the power of standing there and proclaiming. There are carved texts to encourage the preacher, and the names of the churchwardens on the front.

The pulpit and pews are all of a piece – you can imagine the upheaval for a few months while they were installed. Were the parishioners impressed with their new pews, or did they now feel contained? Did they understand the liturgical and theological changes which had them all sat in straight rows, looking up to where the Word of God was being proclaimed? Or did they miss their old familiar benches where they had always sat? At the back the Royal Coat of Arms reminds them who is in charge now.

The church was old when these benches went in. There is a record of St Oswald visiting to dedicate the church in 892. The Chancel arch is simple Norman, so that’s one rebuilding, and there was another in 1590. The Victorian restoration of 1870 failed to remove the pews, and I hope they are safe now – the modern addition has been a rather nice kitchen at the back (I recommend the scones!).

The change is theology is also seen in the Creed board. I didn’t have an explore of the history of the rest of the church – this is certainly one I need to come back to.

The font was also a WW1 memorial this weekend (tastefully done), and a memorial at the other end of life – I wonder if Elizabeth stood here watching her children being baptised in this font.

A rather lovely door, and some interesting carving in the porch.

More to look at outside, but it was getting damp and dark. I will come back.


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London – St Edmund, Lombard Street

And finally, London church number 4 was St Edmund King and Martyr, Lombard Street, EC3V 9EA. I can’t find a church website, but the building now houses the London Centre for Spiritual Direction – website – and this ‘about us’ page has a couple of paragraphs on the building. We wandered in, but if you want to visit it might be an idea to check there’s nothing on – or join them on a Wednesday morning for their midweek service.

The original church dated to about 900 AD, which is only 31 years after Edmund was martyred – I wonder when it was first dedicated to him. It was destroyed in the Great Fire and rebuilt by Christopher Wren and his assistant Robert Hooke between 1670 and 79. A new tower was added by Hawksmoor in 1707, and the clock in 1810.

There was a major Victorian restoration. Apparently George Butterfield was congratulated for successfully creating the atmosphere of a gentleman’s dining room! The church was damaged in WW1 by a direct hit at 10 am on 7 July 1917, and then was damaged by the blitz in 1941.

The Sanctuary is certainly eye-catching. The paintings of Moses and Aaron date from 1833. Whoever installed the light and plug under the altar should be taken outside and strangled with the same cord. Gorgeous woodwork – and there is more elsewhere in the church.

The East Window was apparently made in Germany in the 1860s, and was destined for St Paul’s. The story goes that they rejected it because the angels wee in red, not white, so it went to another church. That church was demolished in 1905, and the glass came here – as a memorial to the Duke of Clarence – eldest son of Edward VII. I like the elders with their harps (Revelation 5).

We were trying to work out if Victory is male or female?

Two fascinating memorials. It turns out that Dr Engelbach is also remembered in Mortenhampstead in Devon – website. The Reverend Geoffrey Anketell Studdert-Kennedy is Woodbine Willie, and there is an excellent talk about him here. I had forgotten he had been based here after the War.

Nice woodwork, restored font, and organ case above the main door.

We enjoyed our explore of this church – as we had all four churches. We have a map of the London City Churches and we will be back!


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London – St Michael Cornhill

London church number 3 was St Michael, Cornhill, EC3V 9DS – website. There was a Saxon church on this site. It is recorded in a document of Evesham Abbey in 1055. The tower was rebuilt in 1421, and destroyed in the Great Fire. Rebuilt in 1669-72, with some debate about whether Wren was involved. The tower was rebuilt in 1715-22 in a Gothic style, later added to by Hawksmoor. Sir George Gilbert Scott carried out a major restoration between 1857-60 – so welcome to a Victorianised church.

Over the door, St Michael is disputing the body of Moses with Satan – which is not a legend I’d ever heard about. Apparently it is Jude 9 “But when the archangel Michael contended with the devil and disputed about the body of Moses, he did not dare to bring a condemnation of slander against him, but said, ‘The Lord rebuke you!’” Apparently it is not mentioned anywhere else in Scripture – there are various odd websites with some very odd theories.

The War Memorial at the entrance is by R.R. Goulden – Michael the Archangel – and there other War Memorials inside. There must be an essay on how different companies memorialised their dead – would they have invited the widows to the unveiling?

Before we go any further, we must admire the church itself. Sit down, look up, and enjoy the atmosphere. (And ask yourself why the East Window has the light blocked out – I do hope this is only temporary).

There are a lovely selection of memorials. Imagine being in one place as long as Thomas Wrench or Harold Darke. As dad of Gareth who had a heart transplant, I still struggle with “what can I give him … give my heart”, but it is a lovely carol. (I made a total hash of singing Darke’s responses in Derby Cathedral the other week – the ignominy of finishing on one note, and hearing the Director of Music sing the right note! Sorry).

The website says that the earliest surviving reference to an organ here dates from 1459. “The present 63-stop, 3-manual instrument contains many pipes from Renatus Harris’s 2-manual west gallery organ, whose opening recital was given in 1684 jointly by Henry Purcell and John Blow (from Westminster Abbey) and G.B. Draghi (organist to Charles II’s Queen, Catherine)” – imagine being at that recital. “It has been enlarged and enriched by several leading English organ builders including Harris (1704), Green (1790), Robson (1849), Bryceson (1868), Hill (1886/1901), Rushworth and Dreaper (1925/61/75) and Nicholson(2010).” The church makes a lot of their musical tradition – wish I was close enough to go to Choral Evensong on Monday evenings (though I can always have the pleasure of the girls’ choir at Derby Cathedral most Mondays).  The organ tuners were in church today, which meant I could stick my camera through the open door!

I have no idea whether the angels in the roof were enjoying the organ tuning, or the Pelican in her piety above the font.

Finally enjoy the glass – lovely wise men.


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London – St Clement Eastcheap

London church number 2 was St Clement, Eastcheap – it’s in Clement’s Lane, EC4N 7AE. There is a fascinating blog. We found that the building is occupied by the offices of the Amos Trust – website – and Glad’s House – website. Child Rescue Nepal – website – tells me there are 100,000 child slaves in that country. I have to say I don’t think I’d heard of any of those organisations, and they welcomed us into the church and let us explore.

It was an C11 church, dedicated to the third Bishop of Rome. He was martyred by being chucked into the sea with an anchor tied round his neck – so he is the patron saint of sailors. In those days it was known as the church of St Clement Candlewickstrate, the old name for Cannon Street. It was one of the first churches to be destroyed in the Great Fire of London, as Pudding Lane is just round the corner.

Wren rebuilt the church between 1637 and 1687, but London’s City Churches by Stephen Millar (Metro publications, 2013) says it is “not one of his most memorable designs.” It has simple brass plaques that mean there is no need for a guidebook.

William Butterfield did two drastic Victorian restorations in 1872 and 1889. Why two restorations? Wasn’t he happy with number 1?

The pulpit is good fun, and I like the windows above them. The organ was made by Renatus Harris, and Edward Purcell, son of Henry the composer, was organist here. The font seems a bit odd in the middle of an office, but I am glad the building is being well-used.

The reredos was dismantled by Butterfield, and re-assembled by Sir Ninian Comper. The Key of Return is an art work by Deborah Mullins. It is based on the key above the entrance to Aida Refugee Camp in Bethlehem. The names of over 520 Palestinian villages are stencilled, painted, appliqued and embroidered on this piece as a tribue to all those forced from their homes as the state of Israel came into being. 3/4 million people became refugees during that time, a figure which has now swelled to 6 million in the last 70 years. Deborah comments that “For ensuing generations, one of the only tangible objects connecting their past homes to their present lives is the key to their door. There may no longer be a village, a house, a door, or even a keyhole which will fit that key, but the key itself is safely preserved – around the neck, or carefully wrapped and stored.” I don’t pretend to understand the rights and wrongs of the situation, but I shouldn’t ignore it.

A Wren church makes you ponder.



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London – St Mary Abchurch

On Friday 9 November I had a day in London with Claire., and we did four City churches. We started with St Mary Abchurch (Abchurch Lane, EC4N 7BA) which was a very good place to start. The Friends of City Churches have their offices here, and we could get a map. There are 48 churches, and Claire has started ticking them off. (The website is pretty good telling us which churches are open and when). This is the Friends website, and they are on facebook. They also produce a City Events leaflet every month, listing services, talks, organ recitals, etc. I didn’t know that Simon (of Simon’s Suffolk Churches and Simon’s Norfolk Churches) has also done some of the London ones – website.

A church has stood on this site since the C12. The name might come from a benefactor called Abba (Scandinavian presumably), or be the church up the hill. ‘Robert the priest of Habechirce’ is mentioned in the C12, and their first Rector was ‘Luke the Supervisor’ in 1323. The medieval building was described as ‘a fair church’. It burned down in the Great Fire of London in 1666 – all that was left was three pieces of altar plate and the church registers.

In 1674 they erected a temporary church in the ruins – it takes a while for anything to happen in the Church of England – and work begun on the present building in 1681. As you would expect, it was designed by Sir Christopher Wren. The ruins of the old church were cleared away, and the dome of the new one is an architectural tour de force – it is over 40 feet across, has no external thrusts, and stands on four plain brick walls without the need of any buttresses. It cost £4,922 2s 4d.

The dome painting was added in 1708 when the church was ‘repaired and beautified’. It was the work of William Snow, citizen and painter stainer, and a parishioner. (Sometimes it is said that the painter was Sir James Thornhill, who painted the dome of St Paul’s – the guide assures me this is wrong). It cost £170. It was very badly damaged in the blitz, but has been skilfully repaired. It depicts the worship of heaven – the Divine Name in Hebrew characters in the centre, surrounded by rays of glory with worshipping figures of angels of cherubs. The seated figures represent the Christian virtues.

Even lovelier is what has been described as “a treasury of C17 art”. The reredos with its limewood carving by Grinling Gibbons is the only authenticated work of his in any city church (excluding St Paul’s). His receipts are in the parish records, now in the Guildhall library. Most of the best craftsmen of the day, gathered together by Wren, worked on this church. The pulpit was made by William Grey, and the door cases, font covers and rails, Royal Arms and Lion and Unicorn were carved by William Emmett. The original high pews remain on the three sides of the church; beneath those on the south side there used to be kennels, supposedly to enable worshippers to bring their dogs!

On the front two pews are wrought iron sword-rests to support the civic sword when the Lord Mayor attends a service in state. They carry the arms of two Lord Mayors who were also parishioners, Samuel Birch (1814) and George Scholey (1812). The font was made by William Kempster, whose brother Christopher was the master mason responsible for all the stonework of the church and for the carved cherubs over the windows outside. I like the donation pot too.

The organ dates to 1822, it was built by J.C. Bishop and later enlarged. It was badly damaged during the war and was replaced by this instrument by N.P. Mander Ltd. The carved oak front of the case dates from 1717 and comes from the church of All Hallow, Bread Street, which was demolished in 1877. There is a lot about the organist Cecil Keith Foyle Wright on this website, including his obituary. “There is no doubt that if his life had been spared he would have made an honourable place and a successful career for himself as an organist.”

There are some other splendid memorials, but I’ll just include one. Sir Patience Ward was Lord Mayor in 1680. When my time comes, I want a weeping cherub.


It’s an intriguing church from outside too – is the square over the fire hydrant a WW2 addition? Bank station is being redeveloped – details here – and the story of the church is told on the hoarding. I’m know that Bank serves 52 million people a year, so £600 million spent is not a lot – but it would be nice if some of that investment came North (it is three times what they spent on Derby this summer).




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Cromford, Derbyshire – St Mary’s

On Saturday 3 November we drove up to Cromford and parked by the Mills. The girls went for a wander round the shops, I went to visit St Mary’s church. Here is a website – Cromford in Prose and Poetry  – and here is the church website. The church is next to the Mill, SK 299571 – just by the bridge and across from Willersley Castle.

In 1792 Sir Richard Arkwright, the owner of the Mills, built himself a mansion, now known as Willersley Castle. He then started work on the church, but sadly died before it was completed. It was finished by his son Richard, and the church opened on 4 June 1797. It was a Chapel of Ease of Wirksworth, until it became a parish church in 1869. Early records describe it as a stone built preaching box. There is a painting by Philip Brown, which dates to the 1820s. Between 1858 and 1859 the original building was ‘Gothicised’ by an enlargement of the chancel arch and an extension to the chancel, the remodelling of the windows, the addition of a tower, and of the large entrance porch. The architect was the Derby based Henry Isaac Stevens. This photo, inside the church, dates to the 1920s.

To mark the centenary of the church, and Queen Victoria’s Diamond Jubilee, the murals were started by Alfred Octavius Hemming, a London based artist (1843-1907). He is best known as a stained glass designer – initially training as an architect in Edinburgh, then joining Clayton & Bell in 1868. He established his own practice on the Marylebone Road in 1883. It took about a decade for them to be painted. By the middle of the C20 they had been considerably damaged by water and dry rot, and large area were lost when damaged plaster was removed. The church was re-roofed in 1996, and work started to restore the paintings in 2002. They restored and cleaned the original ones, and recreated the others from photographic records – the new ones are slightly cleaner than the old ones (if you really want to tell the difference).

On the north side we have Isaiah, Jeremiah, Ezekiel and Daniel, with the Assumption of Elijah in the chariot of fire, watched by Elisha. On the south side the Gospel writers and the Ascension on Christ.

The Chancel continues the theme – with mosaics as well as paintings.

I liked the angels – what a gorgeous variety.

Alfred Octavius Hemming was also responsible for the windows – I don’t quite think he’s got the horror of the massacre of Stephen, or the walk to the cross.

An interesting selection of memorials – and the parish had researched their WW1 dead. There is something special when one is described as another’s “best friend”.


A fascinating church – and not what I expected as I opened the door. Back at the Mill the girls were still shopping. The Fact and Fabrication exhibition is on show here for a few weeks – and coming to St Matthew’s Darley Abbey just before Easter next year – see their website. Come and see it!




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Sudbury, Derbyshire – All Saints

On Saturday afternoon (20 October) we drove across to Sudbury Hall National Trust property. Even disabled drivers have to park in the main car park and there is an electric van – but it’s not very easy to enter. We started with the Second Hand Bookshop, then did the Museum of Childhood – it’s all accessible and good fun. An interesting display about the portrayal of race – more information here. And they have a dalek.

The House is not accessible for those in wheelchairs, so we went for a walk/roll through the gardens and up to the church.

We came to All Saints church, and moved from the marketing and publicity budget (and the vision) of the National Trust to that of an Anglican PCC. The church is at SK 158321, . It is on the derbyshirechurches website, with a facebook page. At least it was open. Apologies for the quality of the photos, the sun was low and at the wrong angle.

There was a church here at Domesday, probably Saxon then replaced with a Norman stone building. It was rebuilt about 1300, and the pitch of the Nave roof altered about 1400 to accommodate the Clerestory windows. About 200 years later, at about the time of the building of the Hall, the South porch was built and a balustrade parapet was added to the tower. The church was comprehensively restored in the 1870s and 80s by George Dever, for the 6th Lord Vernon. He raised the tower, added the pinnacles, replaced some of the windows, re-roofed the whole building, replaced the north transept with a second north aisle, removed the gallery, and installed new pews. You enter the porch under a War Memorial. The font is 1877, and the marble tondo (that’s what the NT guide calls it) commemorates two young children of the 6th Lord Vernon. They died in 1862 – rather oddly, a plaque underneath names three children who died. (I look ‘tondo’ up – defined as ‘a circular painting’).

Exploring the church there are some lovely memorials. This is the memorial to the parents of the children – Augustus (6th Lord Vernon), Harriet, and their son George (7th Lord Vernon). Augustus did a huge amount of work on the Church, Hall and Estate before he died in 1883. George inherited almost £25,000 a year, but was soon in financial difficulties. He married an American heiress, Frances Lawrance, but died at the age of 44.

We can go back a bit further, to George the 4th Lord and his wife Frances (died 1835 and 1837 respectively) – he had a keen interest in naval affairs, she was the daughter of an admiral (she also brought the lucrative coalfields and cotton mills at Poynton in Cheshire into the family). He died at sea, aboard his yacht Harlequin at Gibralter. The body was brought back to Sudbury on her, and buried in the churchyard, with eight of his sailors acting as pall-bearers.

George Venables-Vernon (died 1780) was created the 1st Baron Vernon of Kinderton in 1762. He had three wives, Mary, Anne and Maria. Maria’s brother, Lord Harcourt, had been George III’s governor when he was a child – which probably helped get the peerage. Louisa was one of the daughters of George, the 2nd Lord. Going back further we have John and Mary Vernon. Read the beautifully written notice about them, and admire the craftsmanship.

In the corner of the Vernon Chapel are two C13 ladies – the oldest effigies in the church. They are almost certainly ladies from the Montgomery family, who held the manor from after the Norman Conquest until 1513, when Ellen Montgomery married Sir John Vernon, the younger son of Henry Vernon of Haddon.

The final monument I photographed is George Vernon, died 1702. I like the way Catherine is described as his “surviving comfort”. He was the builder of the house.

This portrait is of Edward Vernon Harcourt. Born here in 1757, Bishop of Carlisle 1791, he became Archbishop of York in 1808 and died in 1847. He had sixteen children.

In the Chancel is the Evacuee window, which was designed and made by Michael Stokes as a Millennium window. It was commissioned by a small group of evacuees from Manchester, children who came to Sudbury during the last War.

The East window was presented to the church by Queen Victoria and the Prince Consort in 1850, to the memory of George Edward Anson, brother of the then Rector, who had been Prince Albert’s Private Secretary and Keeper of Her Majesty’s Privy Purse. The glass is by a German artist. The reredos is 1885, in memory of the 6th Lord Vernon. Most of the rest of the glass is Victorian too – I loved the dragon and the shoes. I think the woman beating down the dragon is St Margaret of Antioch, but my readers may know better, and it is St Cecilia on the left.

A final view, and an angel with a shield.

Time for a walk back across the front of the house, and into the NT tearoom.


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Longford, Derbyshire – St Chad

St Chad’s church, Longford, has a page on the Derbsyhirechurches website, but there is no mention of a church website there or on a achurchnearyou. It is at grid reference, SK 214383, and is off the road, in parkland by Longford Hall. Road access is through a gate which was opened for us as we were going to sing Evensong, but whether you would be able to drive down there (and whether you would be able to get in or not), I wouldn’t like to say. I had the opportunity of doing a quick trot round with my camera, but no doubt there is much I missed. I failed to get a photo of the combined choirs, which was very silly of me.

It is a Norman church, and a Norman font. Aisle are C13, clerestory is C15. A major renovation in 1830, the East Window is 1843. Nice faces as you enter the porch.

There are gorgeous faces high in the Nave roof, and some interesting ones in the Chancel (especially designed for mobile phone storage).

One early tomb slab.

There are several effigies of members of the Longford family. There is an article about them here. I think this is Sir Nicholas, who died about 1404. I like his belt, and some of the carvings in the arcade.

In the north aisle we have an alabaster corner. To the west are two knights – Sir Nicholas 1350, and Sir Nicholas 1416.  The other pair are Sir Nicholas (1610) and his wife (1620).

There is a selection of more modern memorials. Thomas William Coke, 1st Earl of Leicester, 1842. Another memorial I thought, and then realised this gentleman is (I think) Coke of Norfolk – the great agricultural pioneer. There is a piece about him on the Holkham Hall website. I remembered him from A level geography, and there is a biography of him here.

In this memorial his wife, Anne Amelia, Countess of Leicester 1844 is being taken to heaven.

Sedilia and altar too.

It was a good evening – lovely to fill the church with music.


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