You'd possibly enjoy visiting 'The Witch's Leg' aka the ruins of St. Marys in Norfolk. It's got a big tree growing through the middle of the ruins, we did the walk around it anti clockwise thing for x amount of times but it must have been the ghost's day off. It looks like a Peter Jackson film set.That chapel is excellent. Not many church ruins in woods, either, I'd imagine, so quite unusual? Love these photos. Thanks for sharing!
Also, if they bothered to dredge the lake, you'd find quite a few cannon balls, as he was in the habit of firing a cannon whenever the mood took him.I had forgoten all about that and the fact it was Byron lol I think his horse and dog was buried at Newstead, I think.
That is seriously brilliant.You'd possibly enjoy visiting 'The Witch's Leg' aka the ruins of St. Marys in Norfolk. It's got a big tree growing through the middle of the ruins, we did the walk around it anti clockwise thing for x amount of times but it must have been the ghost's day off. It looks like a Peter Jackson film set.
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'.......It finally fell into disuse in the 17th-century.
Since then, the church has remained abandoned, left for nature to reclaim with the forest seemingly devouring its stones. The most striking feature is in the center of the ruins, a tree known as “The Witch’s Leg.”
This thin oak tree is said to be the work of a local witch, stemming quite literally from the witch herself. According to legend, during the height of England’s witch trials, a suspected witch was buried alive in the church.
The buried witch, in her suffering, is said to have enchanted her wooden leg to sprout a tree that would destroy the church above. The legend goes on to say that if anybody were to walk around the tree three times, the witch’s spirit would be released.
However, it’s believed ghostly monks haunt the church and keep intruders from releasing her spirit.'
https://www.atlasobscura.com/places/the-witchs-leg-at-st-marys-church
Nope. Sorry. Still, all I can think about is...Also, if they bothered to dredge the lake, you'd find quite a few cannon balls, as he was in the habit of firing a cannon whenever the mood took him.
We went at night with a woman called Dawn. She's now the Godmother of my Godson Murphy and she's a top laugh as well as a paranormal investigator.That is seriously brilliant.
'Rice one,' probably the Chicken was playing Chicken?How about this for old-style Englishness in the true sense;
MrsF goes to a pub and orders (vegan) Cajun chicken and rice.
Doesn't actually get the chicken, eats the rice and then pays up without saying anything.
This happened to my wife in Corfu.Could it be that vegan chicken and rice is... rice?
Egyptians haven't really grasped the concept of veganism/vegetarianism yet either.This happened to my wife in Corfu.
The menu said 'Vegetarian Curry'. However, all that was available was yellow rice. My wife asked the server where the curry was and they just pointed at the rice as though my wife had gone mad.
Their 'Vegetarian Moussaka' also contained lamb. When questioned why she had been served a regular moussaka the waiter insisted it was vegetarian; We pointed out that it had lamb in it and the waiter said 'Yes, vegetarian' and walked off.
Same as in Turky years ago. I was haggling the price of a tablecloth (gift for my Mum ) in a shop, and they insisted of giving me a cup of apple tea. No thanks I said I don’t like apple tasting stuff, so they said they would get me another flavoured tea……………..which turned out to be apple tea.Try saying you don't want sugar in your tea in Egypt.
If they don't actually faint, they'll consider than none means five.
Never heard of apple tea. Apple tobacco, yes, but tea no. That does indeed sound terrible D.Same as in Turky years ago. I was haggling the price of a tablecloth (gift for my Mum ) in a shop, and they insisted of giving me a cup of apple tea. No thanks I said I don’t like apple tasting stuff, so they said they would get me another flavoured tea……………..which turned out to be apple tea.
We need a new thread; DT's holiday adventures, coincidences and mysteries.It's very common in Turkey Mr F. A very interesting country is Turkey, I've had some great times there
One night on holiday there I got split up from the group I was with, then got lost trying to find them again.
For miles I walked in the pitch black, through tiny villages and back country lanes with unseen dogs barking at me from close by. Eventually I walked into a small town that was devoid of life apart from a couple standing underneath a lamppost kissing. Excellent I thought, I’ll ask if they know where the hell I am.
The kissing couple t turned out to be an old school mate of mine called Tony who was on holiday with his girlfriend. They let me stay at their apartment for the night. It turned out that I’d walked 6 miles in the opposite direction of where my hotel was. I just got a taxi back to my hotel in the morning
We need a new thread; DT's holiday adventures, coincidences and mysteries.
Considering most of Dick's stories involve alcohol, it perhaps wouldn't be out of place though..........................
Were you thinking of 'The Royle Family'. The episode where Nana chipped into a discussion about what to give Antony's vegetarian girlfriend to eat with the comment 'can't she have wafer thin ham?'Wasn't there a bit of The Royal Family where a vegetarian refused some ham, he received an encouraging reply "It's only thin sliced."
I agree - but you don't often see it plastered across altars!In the 'old days', they had a much closer relationship to death. What we see as macabre they saw as a warning or instructive - it was a reminder of how close to death we are.