On Wednesday afternoon we went to the village of Barfreston, which is in a tangle of narrow lanes some miles to the west of Dover. Parking is extremely difficult, as the lanes are narrow. We found the church easily (there's not much else there) and a gateway to park in with difficulty, but when we'd parked, walked back, climbed the steps to the churchyard, and pushed our way throught the yew trees, we were rewarded by finding this tiny gem of late norman architecture, which dates from around 1150, and is almost barbaric in its decorative splendour. I've taken photoes from all round the church, and then some details of its stone carved decoration. The door surrounds are decorated with jolly little Norman men at arms, people doing different jobs, various animals, some everyday, some mythical, and other more enterprising ones playing musical instruments.
Well worth the journey. Will try and complete account of our journey into Kent tomorrow. In the meantime, it's good to be home. Goodnight all.
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Ah, it would appear that blogger will deign to let me post a comment today. It has been most reluctant to show me the word verification. have enjoyed your pictures of Canterbury. I know it fairly well as No.1 and No.2 son went to uni there. We had a couple of days down that way a few weeks ago as No.2 son is a police officer with the Kent constabulary. I trust that you didn't have occasion to meet him in his official capacity!
Hello, Sir B. Good to hear from you. Trust you're both well. Didn't have the pleasure of making your son's aquaintance in either his official or personal capacity, although as we left the Lodge, we were informed that the great West Gate of the cathedral had just been sealed due to a disturbance. Youngsters playing up, probably? Don't expect that sort of thing in the Cathedral Close.
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