Just ten minutes walk away is St Enedoc church where John Betjeman is buried and I went in there to say a prayer for Mum. It was decorated for Harvest Festival the next day and was looking so lovely.
(From the 16th century to the middle of the 19th century, the church was virtually buried by sand dunes. To maintain the tithes required by the church, it had to host services at least once a year, so the vicar and parishioners descended into the sanctuary through a hole in the roof. By 1864 it was finally unearthed and the dunes were finally stabilized).
just perfect
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Hi Sue,
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful place and it means so much more knowing that she requested it in her poem,may she rest in peace,the decorations in the church look lovely but i can't imagine climbing in through the roof,so glad they can now use the door.
Krissie x
The church looks lovely and so nice that it was when you were there. glad it all went well, makes things a little easier.
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ReplyDeleteYour Mother chose a most beautiful place to be. It must have been a very emotional day for you.
Take care
Isabelle x
What a beautiful place, I can see why your Mum requested her ashes to be laid to rest there...I agree with Ted and Bunny, just perfect.
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Lovely images Ruth. I love all our seasons, even though it seems at times they are getting confused!
ReplyDeleteThat beach is wonderful, arn't we lucky to live in such a beautiful country.
I spotted your kitchen as I clicked in here...wow it is gorgeous, I am popping back now take another look.
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