Thursday, December 23, 2010

Photos of Holsworthy Church

Holsworthy was the nearest town to where we stayed. The town had an excellent viaduct which I couldnt find and a lovely little church which I could find but was closed. Not doing very well, was I? Anyway, took some photographs of what I could. Here is the slideshow with some more photographs.

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We parked the car at the car park and walked towards the church. Nice name for a clock repair person, no? Anyway.

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Looking at the church from over the street.

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There is a war memorial on the grounds, topped with a Celtic cross and inscribed with the names of the parishioners who died in the WW1 and WW2. As I keep on saying frequently, people who forget the past are condemned to repeat it. England / UK remembers its dead and while one can argue that it doesn't learn from the past and keeps on having wars, still, the brave men are remembered.

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The main door was closed and locked. But on the side, there are these 2 stone plaques about when it was last rebuilt and enlarged in 1883.

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Walking in through the nicely restored lynch gate, there is a small plot with small plaques. Looks like these are ones for those who have been cremated. Fairly recent in origin.



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The side chapel door was also closed although the gate was very well constructed with lovely decorations around the gate.

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So I started walking around the church. It was wet and raining and thoroughly miserable and fairly waterlogged.

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Even the trees were limp looking.

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Lots of Celtic crosses on the gravestones.

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All those rain drops have sort of made the grave stones a bit limp as well. Well, i guess its the passage of time.

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Hmmm, what’s with the spiked railing around the grave? Fearful that somebody will steal the bones?

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Old old walls, with ivy growing up on it. Photobucket

And a child called as Ivy…Sad.

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Fungus…

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A soldier from WW1.

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Intricately carved head stone.

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More carved headstones.

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The stone walls were old old old and they were lichen clad, and flaking off. By this time, i was freezing and cold and waterlogged and wet and and and, so decided to pop into a local tea shop for a cuppa. Lovely tea pot cum tea cup, eh?

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These Cornishmen are an inventive lot.

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