You might have noticed that on the whole I don’t write very much about town churches, to the extent that I sometimes think I should have called the site “Great Country Churches”. Although it is in part motivated by a preference for schlepping around the countryside rather than looking for spaces in multi-storey car parks, it is also because so many town churches have been, to my eyes, messed about too much by generations of worthy aristocrats and burghers with infinitely more money than taste.
St Thomas was a serendipitous moment for us. We had just visited Salisbury Cathedral and were walking back to our B&B when we passed this church a stone’s throw from the cathedral itself and found it open. If you don’t know what to expect - and I didn’t - the the shock and awe quotient here is off the scale. Its Doom Painting - designed, of course, to scare the living daylights out of the congregation - is graphic and complete.
I have to confess here and now that I was so stunned when I visited in 2012 that I virtually ignored the rest of the church, not an error I would commit now in 2020 but in truth if you are going to visit this church it will be the painting that motivates you and you can explore the rest for yourself!
The first church is believed to have been a small wooden chapel built in 1219 for the use of the masons working on the new cathedral that was to replace the Norman structure at Old Sarum about a mile and a half away. In 1226 the chapel was rebuilt in stone with nave, chancel and transepts. A north chapel was added a little later. We need not enumerate here all of the many little
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