Monday, 7 May 2012
Monday.
As it was a dry (but rather dull) bank holiday Monday, we decided to drive out to Polstead, have a look round the Church, then go for a good walk round the lanes. I'm going to save the walk till later and show you Polstead Church on this blog entry. The church (pictured above) is a very unusual church in one way. It is built of stone, reused roman masonry, roman bricks, and norman bricks. Someone at this point usually interrupts to tell me that after the romans left around 450 years A.D. we lost the art of brickmaking and didn't discover it again until early Tudor days. This is generally true enough but there seems to have been the odd survival of brickmaking in a few places, of which Polstead was one. Certainly some Norman bricks were used when the Church was built here around 1160 A.D.
Above is a view across the nave of the church, and below a view of the roof showing three crown posts.
Above is a photo of the small memorial to Jacob Brand, the then Lord of the Manor of Polstead, who died in 1630. With him is his three year old son Benjamin, who is said to have died after falling from an upper window of Polstead Hall. Below is a picture of Polstead Hall, which stands next to the Churchyard. It was given a new facade in the eighteenth century, althoughmuch of the building is of 16th century date.
And lastly, a snapshot of a small piece of stained glass, which has been reused in a porch window of the Church. Doesn't that face look across the centuries at us? Don't know who he was, but his nose appears to be running.
I'll do another blog entry of our walk later -supper calls now.
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Remarkable that a craft which has been practiced for over 9000 years could be so easily lost by a civilized society! (bricks dating from 7500 B.C. were found at Tell Aswad, 30 miles from Damascus in Syria.) I suppose it was because the English were so much more hygienic than the Romans - mothers wouldn't let their children play in the mud so nobody wanted to be a brick-maker and get their hands dirty?
Dew-drop or not Mike, that is an utterly delightful piece of art - that's a bloke I would like to have known.
Interesting. The inside of the church belies the rather dour exterior.
Hello Crowbard. Ref last night's telephone conversation- just found EIGHT comments lurking in my blog 'Overview' awaiting moderation !!!
This $%^"££&* machine seems to make up its own rules and then changes them on a whim, and without the courtesy of notification.
Hello Pat. I know what you mean. I know a good many East Anglian churches like that - dour on the outside, but worth cultivating, and can come up with pleasant surprises. Thinking about it I know a good man East Anglians like that too.
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