Some people visit Exeter to admire the medieval cathedral:
It is impressive, no doubt, and the interior is really very lovely...
...although it has been overwhelmed with visual representations of post-Mel Gibson torture porn that, to me, seem strangely out of place in a church.
(I love the contrast between the loving depiction of agony and the extraordinarily coy placement of the thigh to avoid any possible glimpse of those hideous and evil genitalia...)
But I visit Exeter to admire the ability of the local authority to use apostrophes correctly on their road signage:
Which is more than can be said for the railway companies:
Exeter is a relatively small city (market town, actually, were it not for the cathedral), which contrives to retain no fewer than three railway stations. I may post about that sometime.
But let's end this there, with the rather fine tower basking in gentle sunshine. Very poetic. Very touristy.
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Not many of us would find your picture with
St Thomas'
St David's
as satisfying as any porno shot. But rest assured, some of us do indeed.
I remember the Devonshire cream tea somewhere in the cathedral close. Not the signs alas.
I enjoyed my only visit to Exeter, too!
But you have triggered my inner pedant with your comment about its city status.
City status has nothing to do with size or cathedrals (Cambridge Sunderland and Brighton have no cathedral but are cities; Bury St Edmunds Chelmsford and Southwell have but are not) or size. Durham is I think even smaller than Exeter but has been a city for at least as long. It's whether or not the status has been granted by royal charter. That's all.
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