I had seen the slender round tower of All Saints church, Keswick, from a distance on a number of occasions, and had often wistfully remarked, "we must go and see that sometime". Well, yesterday that time arrived. And, oh, what a beauty awaited us! First, the long path and a clear blue winter sky; the tower glimpsed through the trees. As we drew closer, I could see a ruined chancel and a strangely truncated Victorian nave. Bounded by a spindly iron railing fence, the low light stretched the shadows, as the church appeared in full view
I sit here now, reading my Mortlock & Roberts ('The Popular Guide to Norfolk Churches. No.2 Norwich, Central and South Norfolk', 1985), and read about how Sir Henry Hobart ordered this diminutive church to be robbed out for materials to rebuild nearby Intwood.
In 1893, John Henry Gurney paid for the site to be restored, and a private mortuary chapel was built. For me, another element of significance was added to this poignant and enchanting site when I realised that the eye-catching monument at my feet was a memorial to my friend's mum.
This is a place I want to return to; a place I need to see in different seasons and lights. You don't have to be spiritually enlightened to feel that this is a special place.