As hubby is still busy trying to clear out his late father’s house prior to the sale going through, we decided to forego last week’s trip. He was really too busy this week, but I put my foot down and said we both needed a break.
Our jolly was in Leominster this week, another beautiful medieval/Tudor town. We arrived at around 10.30 am and decided to have a look up and down the High Street to begin with. Well, we spent half an hour in an Antiques Emporium, floors and floors of the building stuffed with all manner of memoribilia. We soon realised that this was the trend in Leominster, one in five shops was dedicated to Antiques. It would have been bliss for me if not for the dust allergy, which meant I kept coughing, so we abandoned that for a while and took ourselves off the Bendictine Priory..
We were not disappointed, it was a huge place and was obviously very lovingly used by the community it served. It had a delightful clock that chimed every quarter hour and with the sun shining, we abanonded going back to the car to eat lunch and Pete went off to fetch our food and we sat in the grounds of the church, enjoying the sunshine, the clock chimes and watching a man fastidiously sketching some carvings. Inside the church, we also saw another of my passions, some Green Men carvings.
After our repast we set off for Grange Court, built in 1633 and moved from its original location to opposite a lovely open space/park. It was absolutely delightful and a wonderful little Tudor gem. Albeit the bottom had been filled in as the original would have been open at the bottom to allow the trading of corn, flour, livestock etc. The property is owned and run by the community for the community and although entrance is free, I assume they make an income off leasing the lovely business units that form the perimiter of the lovely gardens where you can take tea.
When it was originally built by John Abel, carpenter to the King, the upstairs rooms would have been the law courts and also where they held the Pie Powder Court. What might you ask is that – well it originates from the French pieds poudres, meaning dusty feet and referred, presumably, to the floury dust that was all over the trader’s shoes. This was an on-the-spot legal hearing for any trader’s who were not abiding by the rules of perhaps their flour and grain weights not be quite as calibrated as they ought to have been. Fascinating place.
Leicester in Stitches are a group of residents who work out of there and they had created a myriad of different embroidered wall hangings, a few of which you can see below.
If you’d like to visit, you can find more information at Grange Court
The weather made the day and as I love anything Tudor, it was a big YES from me. We both enjoyed it though and at 4pm decided to head home, but got waylaid on the way back at Burford Garden Store. I’ll leave that for another time because there really is a story behind that one.