A Short Autumnal Break In Somerset With Young Master Bertie ……..

Now, as you know, we all very much appreciate a Greek Orthodox Church, for Darrell it’s all about the roundness of the ceilings, the paintings, the chandeliers type lights and the ornate candle stands ….. as well as the intimacy of the smaller churches we like to visit ………..

……. so visiting Wells Cathedral was a very different kettle of fish, but nevertheless it has to be said that it fair blew Nigel’s socks off.

Young Master Bertie was much enamoured too, declaring it to be Elsa’s castle with lovely drainpipes (but more of that subject in another post) …… and who were we to contradict the little chap as it did indeed have a Bishop’s throne, though it’s portals were not riven with the romantic snowflakes and icicles of said Ice Queen.

   It was all was one of those awe and wonder experiences for all of us  ……

……. with Nigel developing a crick in his neck from gazing heavenwards in reverence.

If he could sing ….. and lived in Wells, he declared that he would undoubtedly feel compelled to audition for a choirboy, all those ruffs and cassocks were just too impossibly romantic ……but perhaps not quite as romantic, as Darrell pointed out,  with Nigel’s deep, pulsating and occasionally squeaky bass tones resonating from them!  What are they both like?