I love to browse around cathedrals. Usually the medieval ones hold the most interest for me although I have been to Coventry and was blown away by the sincerity of the place with its overwhelming sense of reconcilliation. However on Friday last week I visited Westminster Abbey, the last time I was there I was a child. The tomb of the unknown soldier and poet’s corner were a must and never fail to give one a sense of awe and humility but the aspect that struck me most was the beautiful vaulted ceiling, arguably the most spiritually sensitive of any ceiling in the world, magnificent in its clarity and purity.
Denny Bradbury June 7th 2011