The Archer goes on a Quest
Since it was Saturday and I have been a good Archer this week by getting close to finishing two essays, I decided to take a day trip up to Norwich. I have read some stuff by the medieval anchoress Julian of Norwich, so I was curious if I could track her down. My quest began.I first came to the impressive Cathedral on Norwich. You can tell the Normans built it because it has that particular architecture all over it.
Here is the inside near the organ. This was quite impressive.Here is the main area over the main altar. The stained glass was one of the most impressive I have seen. Notice the Romanesque arches.
My quest for Julian of Norwich lead me to this altar at St. Peter Mancroft church, farther down from the main cathedral.
Here is the inside near the organ. This was quite impressive.Here is the main area over the main altar. The stained glass was one of the most impressive I have seen. Notice the Romanesque arches.
My quest for Julian of Norwich lead me to this altar at St. Peter Mancroft church, farther down from the main cathedral.
Next I found myself at the Norman castle, not to be confused with an albino Borg cube.
I walked down this street. There has to be a good story behind this street name.
I walked past this pub, which has the second best pub sign I've seen. Nice iron mongery.Across from the Pub and down a dark alley, I finally found this little church.
The church had this sign. My quest was nearing an end. I entered and found her cell, which was attached to the side of the church. The 3rd candle I lit for the folks at Seabury.
From the window of her cell, she is reported as having given this advice to a pilgrim, "Go on your way rejoicing; live gladly and gaily of His Love."
From the window of her cell, she is reported as having given this advice to a pilgrim, "Go on your way rejoicing; live gladly and gaily of His Love."
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I don't know if I am going to be able to, but I will see. I would be happy to do a little slideshow or something for the class since I've been there now.
Sitting and leafing (electronically, of course) through this post put me in mind of my own journeys, 20 years past. I lived in London for the latter half of 1986 and took day trips (and the occasional weekend trip) away to visit the countryside. Your entry reminded me of a trip to Winchester. I was enlighted by several aspects of the visit there. Only from dim recollection at the moment but my favorite two (2) related to the cathedral (am I remembering correctly that the main window there is made up of shards of stained glass smashed out by William the Conqueror's gang?) and a brass rubbing I did at a poor hospital (St. John's perhaps?). Thank you for putting my mind to happier, more carefree times.
YBIC, Andy