Weekend in Sheringham

This weekend, it being the start of half term, the family travelled to Sheringham to spend time with my parents. As you see from the photograph above, we also spent time with Charlie who is a little large for a lap dog. It doesn’t seem to stop him! 

An afternoon beach walk, in nearby Mundesley, proved too much temptation for the boys…despite a temperature of barely two degrees. Brrr!! Soon it was not only shoes but trousers which were sodden. The fools even sitting in the sea at one point. Still it proved a lesson in ‘actions have consequences’ and, before long, they were travelling home giggling and adorned in various bits of dirty PE kit which, fortunately, we found abandoned in the boot from the previous day.

The girls were more sensible.

On Sunday morning, knowing Father Nicholas and Deacon Robert were competently covering services in Pembury, we ventured to Our Lady and St. Joseph in Sheringham; a two minute walk from my parent’s home. As you see it has a wonderful interior filled with ecclesiastical treasures.

The liturgy was also pleasing. This did not surprise me as the priest, Fr. Denys Lloyd, a one time vice principal of Mirfield in Anglican days, was already known to me via the Confraternity of Catholic Clergy. Unfortunately he was ill on the day so his assistant stepped in. And again this was no stranger but a brother priest from the Ordinariate, Fr. Tim Bugby. It was good to catch up before and after Mass.

The church is not all that attractive externally but inside the architecture and fittings are first rate. Fr. Bugby informed me that many of the best furnishings were commissioned by the Stuflesser workshop in Italy. Meanwhile the altarpiece in the Lady chapel, seen below, depicts Our Lady of Walsingham flanked by Ss Thomas More and John Fisher. It is, in short, a fabulous church and certainly one of the most attractive Catholic churches of this period that I have encountered.

And it is not only the altar pieces that are beautiful. The Stations are magnificent too and come with a fascinating story. They were ordered in 1914 but never arrived because of the outbreak of war. And so they sat, impounded, for many years in the hold of a freight ship docked in Genoa. Fortunately, after the war, they were eventually tracked down and now serve as a memorial to the departed. They also serve as a timely reminder to us all that Lent is just around the corner…

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