That is amazing. It's amazing to see religious spaces like this, what they were, then what they might have been before that, then maybe even before that.
It seems a lot of folks were buried at St. Bride's:
Shoot: "...he recorded in his Diary the necessity of having to bribe the gravedigger with sixpence to ‘jostle together’ coffins in the crypt to make way for his brother Tom. "
It is right near Fleet Street. And I sent you a few of St George's here in Gravesend. Where Pocahontas is parked. Seems she died on the way back to the new world.
I’ve read some bit of her history in recent years that offer some more realistic insights about there time in London and what people can piece together about her real life. The Powhatan published their oral history in the early 2000s as well and it seems a bit closer to what might have happened than the endlessly retold myth.
As I do a bit of research on the churches and cathedrals I visit, I've been very much confronted with how they were centers of power. It's interesting how we kind of lose that feeling as we get swept up in their peaceful atmosphere.
Quite a few chapels and small churches I've been to have been desacralized and turned into art galleries, but one in Saint Flour is an art gallery during the summer and houses the city's market during the winter! I'd really like to see what the latter looks like.
You're lucky that a lot, or at least some, of these chapels have been open. The one in this post is absolutely lovely.
Oh I like the chapel of oysters! We have visited a few chapels and even churches because the key-keeper saw us poking around, but we've never sought them out. Good idea!
Love a good little chapel. Plus, you usually find something interesting below of them. Roman charnel house! https://ourpasthistory.com/st-brides-fleet-street/
Will always stop for a little church.
That is amazing. It's amazing to see religious spaces like this, what they were, then what they might have been before that, then maybe even before that.
It seems a lot of folks were buried at St. Bride's:
Shoot: "...he recorded in his Diary the necessity of having to bribe the gravedigger with sixpence to ‘jostle together’ coffins in the crypt to make way for his brother Tom. "
It is right near Fleet Street. And I sent you a few of St George's here in Gravesend. Where Pocahontas is parked. Seems she died on the way back to the new world.
I’ve read some bit of her history in recent years that offer some more realistic insights about there time in London and what people can piece together about her real life. The Powhatan published their oral history in the early 2000s as well and it seems a bit closer to what might have happened than the endlessly retold myth.
This is a good summary of her time in London. https://londonhistorians.wordpress.com/2024/07/31/pocahontas-in-london-the-places-and-people-she-knew/
As I do a bit of research on the churches and cathedrals I visit, I've been very much confronted with how they were centers of power. It's interesting how we kind of lose that feeling as we get swept up in their peaceful atmosphere.
Quite a few chapels and small churches I've been to have been desacralized and turned into art galleries, but one in Saint Flour is an art gallery during the summer and houses the city's market during the winter! I'd really like to see what the latter looks like.
You're lucky that a lot, or at least some, of these chapels have been open. The one in this post is absolutely lovely.
A remarkable number are open or you just have to figure out which neighbor has the key. Normally everyone seems to know.
I have a lot of favorites, but in morbihan there’s a chapel that sells oysters now.
Oh I like the chapel of oysters! We have visited a few chapels and even churches because the key-keeper saw us poking around, but we've never sought them out. Good idea!
It’s in penestin, a lovely small town.
https://maps.app.goo.gl/yPyUnodf2PTdMRk79?g_st=ipc
Folks seem very pleased if they have the keys and if you’re not shy about knocking on a door or two. Some places are too small for a cafe or a mairie.
I hope to get up that way again someday.
You will have to let me know if you do!