We came upon this striking brick bell tower at Cust, on our drive back to Christchurch from Oxford last weekend. I'm a big fan of old brick work. I can't explain why exactly but I think it might be something to do with the way it alludes to the traditional skills of old craftsmen. I'm a sucker for the old crafts. Put that together with church architecture and I'm there....with bells on.
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The
bright cobalt blue doors and the wonderful old steel door knockers caught my eye too.
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The cluster of buildings belong to the Anglican Parish of Oxford-Cust and the church -
St James-on-the-Cust, was surrounded by giant oak trees and lovely parklike lawns. A sloping lawn fell away at the rear, to a gully below. Sadly, as is so often the way these days, all the doors to the church were locked. I would have loved to have a peek inside the bell tower too. Perhaps another time?
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