Sunday, 3 May 2015

St Clement, Burnham Overy


Having visited St Clement's at Burnham Overy on the north Norfolk coast on a number of occasions I was excited to be back. Entering the graveyard I paused to look at the church elevated on its hillock. Fringed against a lovely blue sky interspersed with roaming clouds, it looked like a permanent part of the landscape. However, as we know, churches - like everything else - are subject to change. So, in Norman times it would have been a cruciform church with transepts. The substantial squat tower dates from that period. 


Walking up the path I was pleased to note an early 18thC gravestone memorialising Isaac Overman in the most rustic of lettering. I had to wonder if it was a palimpset; possibly previously part of a medieval mensa (altar slab)?


Walking into the church my eyes fell upon this - presumably 15thC - St Christopher. 


The chancel is a wonderful space, full of golden sunlight and atmosphere. On the right is the narrowest of aisles. 


Stepping over some cherubic angels my graffiti radar went off as I noticed a lovely dedication etched into the glass.


From where I stood I could hear fragments of a conversation taking place between my travel companions, Mr Many Coats and Aunty Gary, followed by sniggers and guffaws.


Curious, I ambled back into the nave and looked up at the object of their amusement - a lascivious, leering lion and its privvy part. This is, we assume, what is meant by a Lion Rampant!


Stepping back into the sunlight I enjoyed a slow walk around the church and looking up, noticed the fossilised gable with the steep pitch characteristic of a thatched roof of the long demolished Norman transept. 


2 comments:

  1. Flint knapping, I think. It's all so bloody wonderful that I sometimes find myself envious of you and your little band. I am shouting an inward huzzah, because I am not worthy of shouting an outward one, especially from this distance.

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    1. Thanks Tom. Now shout 'Huzzah!' at the top of your voice! Let that inner Ragged Rambler out for all to hear

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