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Friday, 20 March 2009

Pass the plumb-line, Fred!


This made me turn my head and pull my ambulance over during my lunch break.
"Where is it?", you may be wondering.

It is Puxton Church near Congresbury on the way to Weston-Super-Mare.

It dates from 12th century and I would say it has a distinct leaning towards 'C of E'.

I thought we were told to build on rock, not on sand, and certainly not on marshland here.
Never mind, it still has stood the test of time.

Good job there's no steeple - otherwise the spire would be in the mire!

9 comments:

  1. Bit like the Leaning Tower of Pisa! What a strange sight.
    Sure you were holding the camera straight?!

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  2. Beautiful shot, Eddie! Perhaps this church is "leaning on the everlasting arms," as the old hymn says? Blessings to you and yours!

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  3. Oh, and I also like the snazzy new updates to your blogsite...very nice!

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  4. That is amazing that it is still standing.

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  5. Still, it looks fantastic! Shame what a lovely old church. British heritahe at it's best!

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  6. We have two churches like that near us. A friend used to say they would only topple over if an honest solicitor went by, so they are quite safe.

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  7. It looks like an old time revival pulpit tilted toward the audience as the minister leans over and points at...please not me, point at someone else...

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  8. Great shot! Is it still open on the inside? Amazing condition all in all.

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  9. Yes, Sink, the church is still operational. At least if the tower goes, thus waking people up during the sermon, it will fall away from the congregation! Thanks for your visit.

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