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« Reply #120 on: 22:50:57, 31-03-2008 » |
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Thanks for Lichfield, David. Not the first rank, as it were, but a charmer nonetheless.
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To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven. A time to weep, and a time to laugh: a time to mourn, and a time to dance
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Ron Dough
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« Reply #121 on: 11:05:29, 01-04-2008 » |
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Just round the corner in different directions, we have a couple of churches: here's the more picturesque one, Panbride Old Kirk:
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Jonathan
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« Reply #122 on: 13:06:00, 01-04-2008 » |
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Is that the distinctive Midland pink sandstone, Andy? St Peter's Where Did You Say?
Harborne, Don B, in S Birmingham, about 2.5 miles away from me. John W will recognize it I'm sure. The stone certainly looks pretty pink though a lot of the sandstone around here is quite a deep orangey-red colour. Sorry I didn't spot this earlier - it's probably made of either the Old Red Sandstone (see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Old_Red_Sandstone) or the New Red Sandstone ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Red_Sandstone). See, sometimes i can still do geology!
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Best regards, Jonathan ********************************************* "as the housefly of destiny collides with the windscreen of fate..."
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John W
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« Reply #123 on: 13:34:17, 01-04-2008 » |
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There's a lot of 'pink' sandstone in Coventry, e.g. St John's Church and the Old ruined Catherdral There's also a lot of 'sections' of walling near the city centre in pink sandstone, suspicions are that in many cases the stone was robbed from the city wall which has almost entirely disappeared now The wall below has been less effective as a protective device for the city
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Ron Dough
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« Reply #124 on: 13:46:47, 01-04-2008 » |
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One of the great tragedies for lovers of ecclesiastical buildings in red sandstone is the (literal) delapidation of the great abbey at Arbroath, built of the glorious local stone:
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« Reply #125 on: 14:16:30, 01-04-2008 » |
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I always feel, Ron, that sandstone churches will crumble away. Something to do with confusion about building houses on/of sand. There is another church I must put in for sentimental reasons. When my elder son was about five or six, we were on a long car journey, approaching a Derbyshire town. My son, who had been rather sleepy and quiet, suddenly said in tones of great animation, "Chesterfield!". We knew he hadn't seen any signs yet, so we asked how he knew. "That funny church" he said, "It's on page [something or other] of the AA book. I often look at it." This is the "funny church": The drunkenly twisted spire is said to be caused by the effect of heavy lead cladding on unseasoned wood.
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Don Basilio
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« Reply #126 on: 14:20:22, 01-04-2008 » |
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In my childhood there was a sit com on BBC set in a Cathedral with Robertson Hare as the Archdeacon and Derek Nimmo as Noot, the bishop's chaplain. All Gas and Gaiters.
The opening credits were over a view of St Albans Abbey with the spire of Chesterfield imposed on the tower.
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Ron Dough
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« Reply #127 on: 14:39:17, 01-04-2008 » |
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'Dilapidation' in the exact sense of the stone being taken away, Mary: much of central Arbroath is built from stone taken from the original building. A model in the adjoining museum gives a good idea of the size and shape of the original: [edited with grateful thanks to GG]
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Morticia
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« Reply #128 on: 14:41:57, 01-04-2008 » |
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Bless you, DB I can see that image in the opening credits very clearly (in my mind) and have often wondered if it was real or ... Question now answered! Thank you.
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richard barrett
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« Reply #129 on: 15:03:58, 01-04-2008 » |
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Derek Nimmo as Noot, the bishop's chaplain. Ah yes, one of the most versatile talents ever to hit the British airwaves.
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« Reply #130 on: 16:21:15, 01-04-2008 » |
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Even though I was very young, I still remember finding it VERY funny.
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« Reply #131 on: 17:06:30, 01-04-2008 » |
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I have found it impossible to hear Bach's "Toccata & Fugue in D-Minor" without recalling the program, in fact Let me see... one somewhat venal priest who is haplessly pursued by his stern and unbending senior... upon whom an elderly priest with diposmaniac tendencies has been billetted... and aided by a young and naive priest with a talent for causing chaos. I wonder where that formula might have been used again?
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Don Basilio
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« Reply #132 on: 17:21:53, 01-04-2008 » |
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Bishop: I have been waiting for inspiration from Polyhymnia.
Archdeacon: O my Mrs Carter's a treasure.
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To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven. A time to weep, and a time to laugh: a time to mourn, and a time to dance
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« Reply #133 on: 21:29:19, 01-04-2008 » |
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The parish church in Kitzbuehel, with its roof freshly coppered, the tower behind is on the standalone Lady Chapel.
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-- David
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Don Basilio
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« Reply #134 on: 21:45:51, 01-04-2008 » |
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I have only got to know German churches in the last few years. From the outside they look Tyrolean and staid, as in David's pikkie, but the interior, if they are Roman Catholic, can have a wonderful rococo exuberance, which make Italian baroque churches look gloomy. Here's Langanargen on the north shore of Lake Constance: It's a side altar of Our Lady of the Rosary. (Mary giving that useful aid to devotion, the rosary, to St Dominic and St Catherine of Siena.) I think it is the plenteous whitewash with the wonderfully OTT gilding and plaster that give it such charm. Haydn's Creation in architecture and interior design.
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To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven. A time to weep, and a time to laugh: a time to mourn, and a time to dance
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