( Charles Church Roundabout in front of the new shopping precinct)And so a little history lesson....
Charles Church roundabout. All I ever knew about this church was that it was the bombed out church left as a memorial to the devastation of World War II. Nicola Holdgate and I used to drink White Lightning Cider out of a can with a straw (the bubbles go straight to your head that way!) when we were seventeen.
I didn't know that whilst Nicky and I were giggling over who was the most 'tipsy' from our solitary can of scrumpy we were languishing in the second oldest church of Plymouth. And when we were scaring ourselves silly at the eerie shadows on the churches ruined walls we hadn't known that this church had come into being because of the anti-royalist feeling amongst Plymouthian puritans at the time. This church has become historic for the fight between King Charles' royalists and the puritans of the day who fought for democracy.
If we had known this, would we still have sneaked into the church grounds after dark, clutching our cider and straws wearing our hippy/goth clothes?
Probably but we would have had the decency to sing loud renditions of Seth Lakemans 1643 whilst we were drinking!
3 comments:
I love old bombed out churches ... there is a fantastic one in Berlin, and one in NYC adjacent to ground zero.
Alreet lover! How's your trip going?! Wrong bloody week for it though, weather is awful!!
Love the old church, oh drinking white lightning....brings back memories! x
Paul Champagne, I agree there is a certain glamour with bombed out churches. The history and the dignified feel of them.
Moo, I haven't touched white lightning since those days. Promise. Eurgh, the very thought!
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