|  |  | St Mary,
        Pulham St Mary 
            
                |   |  | The Pulhams are large,
                comfortable villages to the north of Diss, just
                to the east of the Ipswich to Norwich road, and
                about halfway between them, and so must have been
                a regular stopping point in years gone by. As at
                neighbouring Pulham Market, Pulham St Mary is
                dominated by its grand, mostly Perpendicular
                church, this one set on a rise above the village
                street in a wide graveyard. There are
                similarities between the two churches, but
                differences too. St Mary's tower is earlier and
                is rather more feminine, with its pretty
                pinnacles and large bell openings. And, of course, there is the most
                famous feature of either church, St Mary's
                gorgeous late 15th century porch, perhaps the
                best in Norfolk and the equal of many of
                Suffolk's finest. Tower and porch work together
                to create a sense of grandeur, but in fact this
                is not a huge church, and there is no aisle on
                the north side.
 The porch is magnificent. Actually not as large
                as it appears, its two storeys are flanked by
                ranges of flushwork panelling, which become, from
                the top on the front, ranks of stone niches,
                angels holding shields, angels with musical
                instruments and then more niches. The angels on
                the west side play wind instruments, those to the
                east play stringed instruments. Pride of place,
                in the spandrels of the doorway, is the
                Annunciation, of the highest artistic quality and
                in lovely condition.
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 You step into an
        interior which at first sight disappoints a little,
        because the north side of the nave is stark, climbing as
        it does to the heights of the clerestory opposite.
 Pevsner records that Bodley's restoration cost an
        astonishing £5,000, around a cool million in today's
        money, and it is rather hard to see what they got for
        their cash. The painting and gilding of the 15th century
        font is an example; it is rich and opulent now, and you
        aren't half glad this didn't happen more often, but it
        seems to have been coloured to match Bodley's font cover,
        as if he was looking for jobs to do.
 
 However, we can't know what state such a large church
        might have been in by the late 19th century, and turning
        east, the picture is more pleasing, for Pulham St Mary
        still has ranks of low key 15th century benches, which it
        must have been tempting to replace. They face a
        magnificent rood screen, partly medieval and partly the
        work of Mr Bodley. Thanks be to God that he didn't
        repaint the panels, for they are large and filled with
        15th century images of the Apostles. St John is
        particularly striking, the little dragon in his chalice
        seemingly about to take flight. St James is fine too.
            
 There is some
        fragmentary 15th century glass, including two almost
        complete figures of St Barbara and St Catherine. There is
        a 16th Century roundel of St Lawrence high in the east
        window. The Victorian glass is probably the largest
        scheme in East Anglia by Burlison & Grylls, all in
        their painterly style. A lot of the money probably went
        on it. You can see a selection lower down this page. 
            
                | Bodley had
                the chancel roof repainted in reds and greens,
                with sacred monograms. Some of these monograms
                are more elaborate than others, and I wondered
                for a moment if the simpler ones were actually
                15th century originals. A cute skull and crossed
                bones is incised on a ledger stone in the aisle,
                its occupant reminding us that Hodie Mihi, Cras
                Tibi - 'today this is mine, tomorrow it's yours'.
                 Turning west,
                the most striking sight is the extraordinary
                stairway up to the ringers' floor of the tower.
                It starts in the most south-easterly corner of
                the aisle, and rises with just a single rail to
                reach a precipitous platform, dangled
                nightmarishly at the top of the tower arch. There
                is something similar under the crossing at Ketton
                in Rutland. It must have replaced a ladder. I,
                who have no head for heights, would not have
                dared walk up it for all Mr Bodley's thousands. |  |   |  Simon Knott, August 2018 |  |  |