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Edmund, Acle Acle is a busy little town on the edge of the Broads, and its church is a substantial aisleless building set on a slight rise beside the main street. Its pretty turreted round tower with an octagonal bell stage was perhaps all built in one go in the 13th Century, the battlement stage being added in the 15th Century. That there was a Norman church here once is shown by the doorway fragments built into the roodstair turret, beside which a low side window is set in an ogee-arched alcove. Diocesan surveyor Richard Phipson led the 1860s restoration, though the chancel was seen to by Ewan Christian in the first years of the 20th Century, its sombre crispness providing the one jarring note. But the nave is pleasingly thatched, and all in all this building has perhaps more the feel of a country church than of an urban one. You step down into an interior which Phipson restored neatly but not overwhelmingly, and the first sight is of Acle's great treasure, its 15th Century font. Curiously, the dedicatory inscription tells us that it was donated in 1410, but does not tell us the name of the donor. Four of the eight panels contain symbols of the four evangelists. Of the other four panels two contain angels, one holding a shield with the Instruments of the Passion, the other with a shield of the Holy Trinity. The other two panels are remarkable in their way, and both rare survivals. One is of the Holy Trinity depicted as God the Father sitting on a throne, holding the crucified Christ between his knees while the dove of the Holy Spirit descends. God's face has been smashed, probably by 16th Century Anglican iconoclasts. The current face is a later restoration. The stone cross still has the fixings for the body of Christ, which may have been made of wood or metal. On the other side of the font is a Pieta, Mary weeping with her dead Son on her lap. This image has also had its faces smashed out. As with the image of God the Father, the more enlightened Victorians restored them sensitively, but I suspect Mary's face was originally more anguished. Today, she appears rather serene. This font was an act of Catholic catechesis. It depicts images that are at once devotional and instructional, allowing the people to both use it as a focus for prayer, but also to form an understanding of doctrine. For this above all, it was broken and hidden from view. The whole piece is a wonder, particularly since it retains much of its original colour. Turning
east, Acle's screen is intricate and lovely, the narrow
chancel arch making it taller than it is wide. The dado
panels are painted in familiar reds and greens, and
stencilled with monograms of St Edmund, an E interspliced
with the martyr king's arrows. A modern rood group sits
above the screen, but how elegant the whole thing must
have looked in medieval times with its rood loft
thrusting forward and running the full width of the nave!
There were stairways to the loft on both sides, and as
previously mentioned the external stairwell survives on
the south side. On the north side the space has been
replaced by a window. Dating of
such things cannot be an exact science, but there are a
couple of clues that might suggest an answer. The phrase with
prayer and with remembrance seems to suggest prayers
for the dead, placing this inscription from before the
Reformation. It is written in Latin, and although this in
itself does not mean it is medieval, it is a suggestion
that it comes from a time when this was the language of
Church business. But most striking of all is the phrase Those
that wear horns or veils, which probably refers not
to 'sinners' and the 'righteous', but to lay and
religious women. The veils are of those in holy orders,
and the horns perhaps the horned headdresses which were
popular in the middle years of the 14th Century. It seems
likely then that this graffito coincides with the
particularly virulent outbreak of bubonic plague which
swept through western Europe in 1348 and 1349, revisiting
in several waves over the next twenty years, and which
came to be called the Black Death by the Victorians. How
terrifying. I wonder who wrote it? The parish priest? Was
he holed up in the church saying masses for the dead
while all around the pestilence grew and took its toll?
In Norfolk, the Death of 1349 carried away perhaps half
the population. Few and far between must have been the
families unaffected. It changed the world for ever. Simon Knott, May 2021 Follow these journeys as they happen at Last Of England Twitter. |
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