After the lunch at Ludham and a visit to the wonderful church of St Catherine, Aitch suggested a walk around the ruins of St Benet's abbey. (That's a lovely interactive website, do visit it!) Although very little remains of the original buildings, there is definitely an atmosphere of calm and tranquillity here.
As the 1000th anniversary was being celebrated this year, some large willow and hessian sculptures have been installed to give a sense of the monks walking the land. There are services still held at the large oak cross and the diocese falls under the protection of the Bishop of Norwich. Many coins had been pressed (hammered - something Aitch and I debated) into the wood. This practice likely harks back, we discovered, to Welsh/Celtic practices for protection from ills. I guess now, it is in the form prayer ritual. We both did find that the sound of the two ladies banging a coin into the cross was a tad disturbing - given the symbolism.


It was a sublime spot and we sat for some time just enjoying the ambience. Then, all too soon, it was time to make our way to the airport. We were there with a full hour available to sit and have another cuppa together as we watched the planes landing from Malaga, Amsterdam and other European places. Including the Edinburgh run!
I mentioned previously how much I enjoyed my Loganair flight. The return journey confirmed my first impressions. I wrote about it for The Mile High Club.
That was it. Quite possibly that was my very last trip to East Anglia, as Aitch is due to move to Northumbria in October. Another chapter.
As the 1000th anniversary was being celebrated this year, some large willow and hessian sculptures have been installed to give a sense of the monks walking the land. There are services still held at the large oak cross and the diocese falls under the protection of the Bishop of Norwich. Many coins had been pressed (hammered - something Aitch and I debated) into the wood. This practice likely harks back, we discovered, to Welsh/Celtic practices for protection from ills. I guess now, it is in the form prayer ritual. We both did find that the sound of the two ladies banging a coin into the cross was a tad disturbing - given the symbolism.


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The oak came from the Sandringham Estate - gifted by The Queen. |
It was a sublime spot and we sat for some time just enjoying the ambience. Then, all too soon, it was time to make our way to the airport. We were there with a full hour available to sit and have another cuppa together as we watched the planes landing from Malaga, Amsterdam and other European places. Including the Edinburgh run!
I mentioned previously how much I enjoyed my Loganair flight. The return journey confirmed my first impressions. I wrote about it for The Mile High Club.
That was it. Quite possibly that was my very last trip to East Anglia, as Aitch is due to move to Northumbria in October. Another chapter.