Keep you safe from harm
But you only you only disappear
You only you only disappear
But this is all I can say
I have lost my way
But you only you only disappear
You only you only disappear.
Strange what makes us feel safe, isn't it? What we wrap ourselves up in and trust to be unchanging?
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You have such a better view of things that I do. I just have houses all over the place. Then again, I suppose you are on a hill over looking us mere commoners ;o)
I like Canterbury, the seems to be safey in the oldness.
The thigns I actually trust and rely upon to make me feel safe when I most need it are books and music. I'm not untrusting, at least I think I'm not, but when I need to feel safe I will always withdraw into myself.
Why, what about you? I'm assuming by this post that you've been lately let down, and I'm sorry to hear that if that's the case...!
I'm not that much on a hill...I'm in Hales Place if you know where that is...I presume you're the other side of the city. There is a fantastic view from campus though, definitely looking down on the commoners, as you said :P
I said (I think on your blog, Hannah) that I'd never managed to catch the moment when the cathedral lights switch off; I'd always blinked or looked away. Well last night as I was taking these photos, I saw the moment, and it was bizarre; I found it really traumatic! The thing about the oldness in Canterbury is that it's been there so long; that's what I love about the cathedral...humans built it and it's still there today, still representing the same to some people as it always did. A constant landmark in the face of everything else changing.
Jenny; yes, I feel the same about music and books; especially books that aren't all that academic or high-brow but are familiar and easy. I'm not sure I've been let down as such, really...as an ongoing thing, maybe, but really this did just refer to my mood and emotions late last night and the cathedral, which means a lot to me, un-religious as I am.
Seriously, my comments never seem to work on here!? I commented first, this morning!!
You answered my two questions, though - is it instant off & did you catch the moment. Which it is and you did.
I want to see it for real. Canterbury is a pretty place. :)
Clearly my blog hates you :P
It varies as to how instant it is...I think it depends who's in charge of the light switches! It tends to dim for 5-10 minutes then gets turned straight off.
You should visit Canterbury. I have no idea where you live. But Canterbury in the summer is gorgeousness.
The thing about the oldness in Canterbury is that it's been there so long; that's what I love about the cathedral...humans built it and it's still there today, still representing the same to some people as it always did. A constant landmark in the face of everything else changing.
Exactly what I love about Durham Cathedral. There's something terribly reassuring about stone that's been there for centuries :-)
Reading this I realise that I've no idea whether or not they turn off the lights in the middle of the night here. I don't live in the centre so I guess I wouldn't notice if they did...
A friend of mine goes to Durham and we regularly debate whether Durham or Canterbury Cathedral is better :P
You will simply have to stand outside the cathedral around midnight (which is when ours start going off) and watch and see!
Oww, you all have such pretty places!
The cathedral of my (adopted) city is not even worth mentioning in respect to these. I am going to see Durham one day, though. Perhaps I should make a trip to Canterbury soon, and hannah will make me scones and tea :oD
The view from my window? Something not too different from this. Yum.
I can hear the cathedral bells from my bedroom - you know when you get those moments where everything seems perfect and all right, even for just a few fleeting moments - this is one of them. I feel very peaceful :o)
Hm. Portsmouth? Leeds? *Gives up guessing*
Hannah: Once I went up onto the roof of the cathedral with my camera and it was heaven...the two people I was with were not prime candidates for romantic moments but if they had been; it would have been pretty much the most romantic experience of my life.
Ringing the bells is pretty un-perfect when it comes to me and the cathedral; but I know what you mean. Sunday mornings, Sunday afternoons for evensong, Thursday evenings 7:30-9pm, and various other times :)
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I've been to the top of York Minster - now that was fantastic. You could see pretty much all of York and it's not a small place. I truly loved being up so high.
What are those links your posted, I had a look but I got one small random picture and a "file not found"..
Why must Facebook be so rubbish?! They're photos from the top of Canterbury cathedral. Are you highlighting the link, cos the end's cut off? If you, er, triple-click on them and copy and paste that it might work...?
Ah yes it worked!
They looked brilliant. How did you end up there at night?
Yay! Glad it worked.
Well. Bellringers have access to the roof. I say that, but pretty much nobody's allowed up there aside from The tower captain and steeplekeepers. One of whom fancied me, apparently. Whilst drunk one night after a social he said he'd take me up there and he kept his word one Thursday evening! We had to sneak out of the ringing chamber so nobody else asked to go, and then it's a long walk up stairs, out onto the roof, and then vertical ladders through the bells to the top of the Oxford tower.
It actually looks ilke the Cathedral has actually disappeared, rather than just gone dark... traumatic indeed.
My safety blanket book is Pride & Prejudice, although I can't necessarily read the end (sometimes I can't stomach happy endings) if I'm feelign particularly delicate. Lol.
I climbed York Minster a couple of yeras ago. It was a great day, just seeing that view, looking down on the whole city. But I seriously envy you your trip up to the roof of Canterbury! Clearly I should get into this bell-ringing thing! I know whta you mean about Cathedrals being meaningful places, no matter your religion. They're a solace.
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