You might think, from this photograph, that this is a Memorial Day post. Literally, it is (at least in the U.S.), and seasonally, it is. Of course, poppies are in bloom this time of year. But if I spent my afternoon remembering any particular battle, it was the Battle of Hastings, in which Harold was killed, in October of 1066.
Poppies growing on a wall, assembled from parts of the destroyed extended abbey.
Waltham Abbey from across abbey lands. The lands go on much further, through ex-cloisters, rose gardens, through a subway under a busy road to the marshy remnants of what were the abbey's fishponds.
Where the high altar was before the disolution, with the stone marking where Harold II, King of the Angles, is said to have been buried after his death at the Battle of Hastings. The curving rise of earth behind the altar marks where the apse once ended, before the dissolution.
Inside the church
A fine medieval Last Judgment. The saved get architecture, the damned get a beastie.
The remnants of the seventeenth-century clock mechanism. They didn't know what else to do with it, so put it up on a window ledge where it still is today.
