We caught the bus from Ellesmere Port to Frodsham, as it was market day, and wandered around the stalls. A few purchases were made and on our previous visits we had neglected the Parish Church; today we found why. It is 850 metres (so the sign informs us) up a steep hill from the main street. By the time that we had arrived, with what little energy remained, we managed to sit down in the churchyard and had our picnic.
The Church of St Laurence is built of red sandstone and dates from 1180. Various additions have taken place in the 14th, 16th and finally the 19th century. The external crennelations to the chancel give a sturdy, balanced look to the exterior.
There are some fine carved wood screens and a fine wineglass pulpit, which was a Victorian replacement.
The columns have Norman capitals, each one with different carvings, a church which rewarded the effort of the hill climb. Musak was the only distraction to our visit;
a few of the pieces were pleasant, but given the choice, I believe that silence would be a better alternative.
Walking back to the main street, the telephone box that we had seen on the way up the hill was of a type not seen very often. It was from three sides, the standard box made by the Carron company near Falkirk; however, the back wall contained stamp issuing machines and a posting box. I had not seen one for years, ah, memories!
Back at the moorings, the evening was spent on Martlet where we were joined by Dave and Ann from Nb. Alberta and much chatting took place.
