Aided by by Hamish Haswell-Smith’s excellent book on the Scottish islands, we decided to make our way to see the Kildalton Cross. On the way we spotted this yacht, which had found a nice little anchorage.
On the hill above Ephesus is the site where the the BVM is reputed to have spent her last days. I’m not entirely convinced about the authenticity of the site, and it was more Disneyland than a place of pilgrimage.
My favourite? This one with Christ, the Empress Zoe and her third husband. It rather tickled me, that she had the mosaic remodelled each time she remarried :-).
And if that wasn’t enough – there’s this magnificent Laudian font.
Why is it that we neglect the treasures on our doorstep? South Leigh is only three miles away and until this afternoon, I’d never been to the church.
This lovely Arts and Crafts inspired tower clock was installed in 1905.
This is the reason I visited – the amazing wall paintings. Now,before one gets too excited, one has to bear in mind that the paintings were HEAVILY restored in 1872 by Burlison and Grylls. But they can give you a fair idea of what churches looked like before those Puritan, iconoclast vandals got their hammers and whitewash on them!
Here is St Michael weighing souls with the Virgin interceding.
The Last Judgement – Doom – extends over the chancel arch onto the nave walls.
Look at that red maw – that’s where YOU’RE going if you scrump any more apples!
I’m glad that St Clement has one too, or he’d be jealous I’m sure!
This is the only unrestored painting, of The Seven Deadly Sins. In this state I think it has an abstract beauty.
And the pulpit where John Wesley preached his first sermon, in 1725 – I wonder what he’d have thought of the restored paintings?
On Wednesday we hired a car – our first stop was Câmara de Lobos .
It was the first place that the discoverer of Madeira, João Gonçalves Zarco landed. Apparently, he saw the sea cliffs at Cabo Girão (of which more later) and turned back. Winston Churchill stopped off here in 1950 and did a few daubs.
As you can see from the terracing on the hillside, no land in Madeira is wasted. If there’s a patch of earth, they’ll get a banana tree or some vines in it. It’s quite inspiring, but it makes you realise, just how hard life still is for many Madeirans.