It may be the most stunning, and is certainly the most massive that I have yet seen. This stunningness literally towers over every other building in the town, and is never without its crowd. I spotted it as the train drew nearer to Salisbury today, and my fellow passengers suddenly leaped toward the windows to catch a glimpse (the most demonstrative were the Americans. Of course!).
"Mummy. What is THAT?" said one British tyke, whose mother was gazing at a fashion magazine.
"Oh, that is called a Cathedral, darling. It's like a huge, enormous church, only they call it a cathedral because...well I think it's because a Bishop lives there.."
The tyke watched it go by with her nose pressed against the glass. "May we go inside of it?" she queried. But her mother had gone back to her magazine, and the massive building drifted out of our view.
A cathedral is always a magnet. It has certainly drawn me here from thousands of miles distant, and from the look of the crowds I am not alone.
The Cathedral has the tallest church spire in the United Kingdom
In the meantime, may I interest you in some beautiful fan-arching?!
Salisbury Cathedral peeking out from behind a tree in the Cloister
Salisbury Cathedral has the largest Cloister in Britain
Awe-inspiring design crafted beginning in 1220 AD
The best surviving of the four original copies of the Magna Carta is housed at Salisbury Cathedral.
(It's in that little tent, above)
See you along the way!
the SconeLady
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