Stained Glass extravaganza…
The churches we visit on ringing tours vary enormously in their character – I’m not talking about their architectural heritage – I mean the feeling you get when you walk through the door – a bit like when you meet somebody for the first time and you get that sense of either liking them or not, or intuitively sensing something about them – that’s how I react to churches, they’re not all the same – each has its own personality.
On Saturday, the last tower of the day was St John Baptist church at Claines, Worcestershire.
Maybe it was because it was the last church of the day and I was feeling sleepy, but once I walked inside I felt warm and snuggly. The lighting was low, but it was the windows that immediately seemed to wrap themselves around me, like a huge, intricate and gloriously luminous coloured quilt.
Nothing really special or different to the stained glass you’ll find in hundreds of other churches, but taken together, it felt luscious.
Every little nook and cranny filled with coloured glass. I sat in a pew and soaked up the warmth.
I loved it.
After the ringing, we went to the pub (its traditional for ringers), which turned out to be quite literally in the churchyard. If you find yourself in Claines, go and have a pint at The Mug House – it is the quintessential country pub – over 700 years old and still serving excellent beer.
I didn’t take any pics of the church proper, but follow this link for some lovely shots on the Hibbitt family website.