A last goodbye to my lovely John, my soulmate, but it was the most beautiful, sunny, peaceful day at St. Marys, where we were married, and my Mum and Dad are buried. Now John lies at rest there.
It was my church, where I went every Sunday, with Mum and Dad, and where I went bell ringing as a teenager.
A very historic church, reputed to have been used by smugglers, and there is supposed to have been a tunnel from there, right up to Lynsted, which is a long way away. The door has bullet holes, made by Cromwells men, as Royalists sought refuge in the church. There is length of chain which is believed to have been used for tethering horses belonging to Roundheads. Peter [eldest Grandson] was mesmerised !
The first priest of the parish was Master Giraud in 1175.
Roman coins have been found in the area which makes for early inhabitants.
It is built of flint, probably in the 12th century.
6 comments:
a lovely place for the lovliest man xxx
that is just such a beautiful place for him hunny and for your mu and dad to be there too is even more special. Lou x
What a wonderful place for him xxx
It looks like lovely place for your John.xxx
This is a lovely, lovely post Barbara. It reads so gently, and sounds like a beautiful place, full of many memories for you
thankyou for your lovely comments. I just wrote as I felt
Sparkles
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