Salisbury Cathedral

Jan Leeming

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Computers and the internet are amazing things. One of my concerns with putting together this site was that it could remain current, yet with all my travelling I've often much to say, but little time to say it. Years ago when reading the news it would take me days on end to reply to the kind letters people sent. Now, with the magic of the modern age, I can keep you up to date with what I'm doing and other events in my life.


Date: 20th February 2015


I would like to visit all the English Cathedrals over the next few years. Although I have been to the Salisbury Cathedral in the past, it was a very long time ago when I read the Eulogy for a wonderful man, a plastic surgeon called Mr. John Barron. He had studied under the famous Sir Archibald McIndoe of Guinea Pig Fame and also ‘put my face together’ after a car accident I had in 1967.

It was my first car - a second hand Frog-eyed Sprite. I’d only bought it the day before going down to Westward TV in Plymouth to take up a role as Continuity Announcer. Just outside Salisbury on the straight Roman Road the car zigzagged out of control and turned over trapping me inside. I had a compound fracture of the nose and various cuts and abrasions to my face. I was roughly sewn up in Salisbury General Hospital but, because of the nose was transferred to Odstock Hospital. Mr. Barron came to see me very late at night still in DJ and I was taken into theatre immediately. The nose was too badly swollen to be seen to and I had to return later when the swelling had subsided and Mr. Barron gave me a lovely ‘new’ nose. I hasten to add that the ‘accident’ was no fault of mine but one radial tyre had been fitted on to the front of the car - not long after it was made law that radials could only be fitted on the back and had to be in pairs.

Another association with Salisbury Cathedral is that my son’s Great Grandfather was Bishop there in the late forties. He was obviously a much loved man because there’s a lovely plaque to him by the pulpit in the Quire and it was erected by his friends in the congregation. The ashes of Bishop Lunt  and his wife are buried in the Cloister Garth.  A delightful guide called Ginny found the memorial stone for us - not the easiest of tasks as the grass was overgrown and the wording very worn.   Ginny could not have been more helpful and welcoming.

What surprised me about the Cathedral was how ‘modern’ it looked even though it is only 100 years younger than Canterbury. It has very little original stained glass but it has the most incredible Font. I’m not a great lover of ‘modern’ sculpture etc. but this very large Font really has the Wow factor and the stained glass is reflected in it’s ‘smooth as glass’ water surface. In fact Jinny told us that people don’t realise that it is water and have been known to place handbags etc on its surface with the obvious rather wet results. I think a few naughty little boys have also floated paper boats on it!

Salisbury Cathedral boasts one of the copies of ‘Magna Carta’ which is on loan at present to the Royal Gallery at Westminster. However, they did have a facsimile on display and I have to admit how disappointed I was when I saw this one sheet of paper - one sheet which has had such an influence on the way this country has been governed in the intervening 800 years.

Salisbury is a lovely old town to visit and the day was perfect. It was a gloriously sunny day and being Winter the city was not over-run with tourists.

My companion loves Organ music so we stayed on for Evensong and had the pleasure of seeing two little girls inducted into the choir by the Dean (a woman). I must say that the mix of female and male voices was a delight as was the look on the faces of the new recruits so newly invested with their choir garments and their individual Song books.

As you may be aware I am only able to post one photo with my blog but there are more in the Gallery of the fantastic font and the stained glass window reflections.


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