History under our feet

“Will no one rid me of this turbulent priest!”

Last week , during our week in Kent, I visited Canterbury. For many years I have been fascinated by the story of the murder of Thomas Becket. The fateful words of Henry 11 (above), sealed Becket’s fate, however unintentional. Becket was murdered in his own Cathedral by four of Henry’s knights. As the first and largest of all English Cathedrals, it is a magnificent structure, oozing with gripping history. Around every corner of the city are reminders of the hundreds of thousands of folk who have made the pilgrimage to Canterbury during the past 900 years

Phil and I are ‘working our way’ down a list of English Cathedrals. Coming from Salisbury and now residing near Exeter, it is fascinating to see the similarities and contrasts between the different structures. However, my favourite of all remains Coventry. Built in the brutalist style in the early 1960s, it is breathtaking in its simplicity.


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