The church was built in 1337, with a spire supposedly based on Salisbury Cathedral. A local legend holds that the mason fell to his death from the top after celebrating its completion. Apparently the church contains wonderful medieval memorials, but I didn't have time to seek out the key.
On a prosaic level, the outing marks another step in my Simon Jenkins challenge, takes my total distance on the bike for this week beyond my imperial age (again), and leaves me with a couple of hours work that still needs to be completed at some point.
Well worth it.
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One does not 'bunk off' from work. One pauses for reflection and deliberation. Look at it that way and you will be a happier person.
That would work if I had reflected or deliberated, but I didn't I'm afraid. I just bunked off.
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