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The Neville Crest at Newport Minster

DAY FOUR: The Minster Church of St Thomas Newport: This was our second visit to this church; we had previously arrived in the freezing cold, when the the church was closed and the snow had covered all around in a white shroud, so it was welcoming to see the church in a different ‘LIGHT’. St Thomas Church is a very vibrant church full of energy and life which emanates from the folks in charge, namely The Revd Kevin Arkell and his wife. So it was well worth the wait and also for the very warm and freindly welcome afforded to us. The church is slap bang in the middle of the town in a very surburban setting and ironically (or not) just outside and across the road from a Craft building of another kind…

 

The original late 12th-century church was dedicated to St Thomas of Canterbury known as Thomas Becket (1118–1170). Later, under the rule of King Henry V111 of England, (1509–1547), when Becket was declared to have been a traitor, the Canterbury part of the name was dropped. Its name and the ambiguous dedication to St Thomas was thereafter, over time, assumed by many to refer to Thomas the Apostle. From the 18th century its deterioration made any renovation futile, and funds were raised for a new church on its site. The new church was built over the years 1854 and 1855 to a design by the architect S. W. Dawkes of Cheltenam. Reflecting the building’s history, but arguably unusual, the new church was dedicated on the feast of Thomas the Apostle to both him and St Thomas of Canterbury. The tower contains a ring of 12 bells.

Inside the church is a wealth of history and information and the church is actively setting up its own achive and history corner and can boast some amazing and historic artifacts; there is also a wealth of old photographs which are posted here. Revd. Kevin and his wife have an enthusiastic team around them who have some good projects on the go and ideas to draw in the community, children and all; so the very best of luck to them.

 

Sarrui Sarru: St Thomas’s Church has a great deal of history attached to it; it has some amazing stained glass windows that also show a wealth of past history; from the civil war, the war of the roses, the Neville line and of course the Fluer de Lys, towards the top of the window. Looking to the top we see the cross, a symbol representitive of, or a reminder that there is no such a thing as a ‘king on earth’ or ‘Sarrui Sarru’ from the ancient Sumerian meaning ‘King of Kings’;The Jesus’. A reminder then that throughout all the battles of the civil wars etc, the end result/the end game would alwayd be ‘The Jesus’….

Merkabah: One of the most detailed stained-glass windows in St Thomas’s, Newport is the second window below which shows six triskellian; three to  the left and three to the right, masked in gilted gold but right at the top of the window and clearly shown, is the Merkabah, the original symbol of christianity, re-inforcing the fact that the cross is a new addition; the Merkabah was/is the symbol used for aeons before the modern-day cross, a new addition to the christian faith, took its hold upon history and also the minds of people. If we go back to grass roots, what people think of as ‘The Star of David’, the Merkabah, is in actual fact the true representation of christianty and for very good reasons too.

 

Window one is representitive of the civil war, the war of the roses, the Neville line, the Fluer de Lys and the Sarrui Sarru. Window two shows the Merkabah, the original symbol of christianity

Museum Section: Within this section of the church are some very beautiful and ancient artifacts; a few of which can be seen here including some amazing archive photos which we were giver permision to photograph. There are also some beautiful old bibles, ancient wooden chests and a wonderful wooden carved depiction of the last supper.

 

 

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The Pulpit: The pulpit is from the old church and is carved in wood and thought to be carved by Flemish craftsmen.  It is original and displays some very intricate carvings around its sides, some of which i managed to get some close ups of. It is unique insomuch that the figures carved on it are not biblical at all but are relating to the sciences and philosophies of the time. Also round the top of the pulpit is reference to the ‘trumpet’, as mentioned in the Book of Revelations; some of which have already occured….

 

The Font: There are two fonts here; the later one is shown here with carvings all around that we have become so familiar with over the course of these quests; the older of the two is to the right of the altar. When the church was rebuilt the original font was not returned with the pulpit etc, so the new font was built at the south door. Then someone came knocking on the door to say that the old font had been found in a garden in Newport and had been used as a bird bath for many years! So the church now boasts two fonts; the new one being used for major baptisms.

 

The newer font with its very symbolic and familiar carvings, the descriptions of which can be found on other quests… <click to enlarge>

Taize Service: In the evening of our daytime visit we were most fortunate to be invited back by Revd. Kevin, to a candlelit evening of chanting and meditation, a taize service, something that i had not encountered before. It sounded so lovely that we immedietly said yes. Although it was a taize servive for the christian lent, one can easily adapt it, in one’s own mind, to suit ones own path or spirituality or even to just enjoy the experience and chanting as a whole. It was a small intimate gathering; there was a small choir from the church’s own choristers attending, dressed in formal long red robes and every participant attending was invited to hold a lighted candle throughout the service.

We can all relate to the words below taken from the introduction to the taize service, whatever our faith. In The Priory, in Templarism, we do have an understanding of G-D. but from a different perspective to the christian understanding and we do not actually worship any higher being, yet have an acknowlegement of such. So a perfect end to a perfect day…

“Many trivial things in our lives shift our focus away from God. This evening we worship in the style of Taize style, clear your mind and let the music, prayers and readings help you to focus on God. We ask God to calm our hearts and clear our minds of life’s many distractions as we come to worship”

 

 

….and finally more of the artworks from around St Thomas Church including the Neville Sheild in situ over the entrance just below the organ, more beautiful stained-glass windows, carvings from around the altar, the Ford connection and a glimpe of the wonderful ceiling <please click to enlarge>

You can see more of and read about the history of this church in the links below:-

The Bloodline Connection is:

  • John Thomas Neville 1878 – 1953: directly connected to the church, Great Grandson of Edward King 1878 -1953 amd Great Grand Uncle of our lead researcher)

All Saints Church, Calbourne: A possitive change in the weather bought us to the little church of All Saints in Calbourne, although extensive roof repairs are being carried out we were still able to wander around inside. The church is set atop a ‘hill’ amidst picturesque rolling countryside. The church is medieval with the tower being rebuilt in 1752; its churchyard contains the commonwealth war graves of two British soldiers of World War 1. The church is built with Isle of Wight stone rubble with some flintwork and tiled roofs. The church is grouped with Holy Spirit Church, Newtown.

 

In the middle part of the church extensive roof repairs are being carried out and thus there was scaffolding up inside and out, yet we were still able to gain good access and take some unusual as well as general shots and a good video too.

 

You can hear much more about the church and its metaphysical and Craft connected history and further facts that relate to mythology by linking to our video below…

St Thomas Newport & All Saints Calbourne

 

 

Further shots that relate to the windows, the ‘spinning wheel’ and an unusual plaque tucked on a window ledge to the left of the altar and of course the Neville shield…

 

We were not able to gain access to the graveyard due to the health and safety reasons of the scaffolding being up but one can see an alternative view of the spinning wheel from the outside  <please click on all images to enlarge>

The Bloodline Connection is:

  • A full Neville connection with McAndrew
  • A full connection to Robert McAndrew 1829 – 1879 (3 x Great Uncle to our head researcher) born in Elgin and died at Calbourne

Read more about the building and its construction here:

 

Holy Trinity Church, Cowes: This church at the popular seaside resort of Cowes has a very commanding position directly overlooking the sea but sadly on this occasion the church was well and truly closed to us, so a quick wander around its perimeter to take some quick shots for the record was all we could muster.

 

The church is situated on the north-east side of the Isle of Wight; the town of Cowes is world famous for its yachting and other sea-side related activities. Holy Trinity Church was conscecrated on midsumers day in 1832 by Bishop Sumner, the Bishop of Winchester as a ‘place of worship on Cowes foreshore for the sailors and seafarers’. The church was built in distintive yellow Isle of Wight brick in the Gothic style. The building was designed by Mr William Bramble of Portsmouth. In 1862 the church was enlarged by the addition of a Chancel and Sanctury. One of the penalties of being so close to the sea is that the land underneath the building tends to move. During the past year extensive works have been carried out to stabilise the buliding.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holy_Trinity_Church,_Cowes

The Bloodline Connection is:

  • Maurice Neville: 1915 – 1990 (2 x cousin, twice removed to our head resercher)

 

 

Our intrepid researchers chilling out on the sea-front in Cowes; and yes after all that snow and ice it really was that glorious!

St Mildred’s Church Whippingham: It had turned into a stunningly gorgeous and sunny day when we arrived at Whippingham; who could have guessed that two days earlier the island had been covererd in a blanket of snow and ice and at one point we had to have assistance to get our vehicle up an icy slope! As we drove up to the church it looked a picture in the glorious sunshine set amidst its beautiful grounds.

 

The village of Whippingham and the church are best known for their connection with Queen Victoria. Whippingham was the centre of a royal estate supporting Osborne House and Barton Manor. Queen Victoria always took  close interest in ‘her people’ at Whippingham. This fact is reflected in the many memorials in St Mildred’s Church which commemorate members of the royal family and household. The chancel of the church was built in 1854/55 by the architect Albert Jenkins Humbert, although Prince Albert is thought to have had a guiding hand. The remainder of the church was constructed in 1861/62; a side chapel is dedicated to the Battenberg/Mountbatten family. Sadly the church was shut, so no interior shots but you can discover more in the links below:

However we did manage to see some rather interesting carvings and windows from the outside of the church, indicating very strongly the Craft connection here. The carvings around the entrance porch were particularily fascinating as they point towards an Enochian connection (the root/route of Craft), the windows depict the ten pillars and above the archway a square and compass is very evident, showing ‘one point still in darkness’ telling a tale of masonic and templar connections to this church.

 

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The Bloodine Connection here is:

  • Robert Neville: 1907 – 1969 (2 x cousin twice removed to our lead reasearcher)

 

 

At the end of a very busy and revealing day; time to unwind with the sun and the views and all that St Mildred’s Church and the beautiful Isle of Wight has to offer

DAY FIVE: All Saints Church, Ryde and homeward bound…  So our last day on the beautiful Isle of Wight had arrived all too quickly and yet just one final destination before we ventured forth on the ferry and over the seas back to England. All Saints Church is a parish church located in Ryde; not very far away from where we were staying. The building is a landmark of the island; the spire being visable from many points around the island and indeed even from the mainland itself, projecting beyond the very skyline.

 

Although the church has lost a lot of its sacred energies it does still contain some beautiful carvings and artworks, all of which are well worth a look at. The church, which is often referred to as the ‘Cathedral of the Island‘ is a grade two listed building. It was built between 1868 and 1872 by the architect George Gilbert Scott; the spire was an addition in 1881/82 and is climbed early on the Feast of Ascension to sing an Ascension hymn. There are some lovely stained-glass windows here including one dedicated to the memory of Samuel Poole, in the Chapel of the Good Shepherd, but many windows were destroyed in the second world war.

 

The carvings around the font show a merkabah, the original symbol of christianity, a simple carved cross also utilises the merkabah and one can see other artworks here too:

Bloodline Connection is:

  • Alfred Neville (1904 – 1997) 2nd cousin 2 x removed to our head researcher)

 

 

The Isle of Wight proved to be an island of revelations and surprises and provided us with many more dots to connect on our quests for the true bloodlines, but what does that actually means and why….?

Please stay connected with us for our next quest to Ireland, Quest 25, going back to the start….

 

The Keeper of Scrolls March 2018: email me for further info ‘moon.willow@ntlworld.com’

 

“A perfumed tree, how sweet the smell… But a fruitful tree is far from wells,

Doth carry the roseline from land to air, then once to the four winds as all do stare”

 

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DAY THREE CONT:

  • HOLY TRINITY CHURCH: HADDIGTON
  • HAILES CASTLE
  • HOLY ISLAND

HOLY TRINITY CHURCH: HADDIGTON: Still in Scotland, day three continued with our next visit which was to be the Holy Trinity Church at Haddington in the diocese of Edinburgh.  Set in a kind of small cul-de-sac off from the main street in a heritage area, both church and grounds are beautifully kept; from the outside the church looks quite small yet upon entering it appears much larger than it looks.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haddington,_East_Lothian

With funds raised by the congregation and a very generous donation from the Earl of Wemyss, the first phase of the church building was constructed in 1770 on the site of the original ‘Lamp of Lothian’ which, from the middle of the thirteenth century until 1555, had been the property of the Franciscan Friars. It was built of a local stone known as Rattlebags, a volcanic agglomerate (a complex breccia made of fragments of lavas). An article in the transactions of the Antiquaries of Scotland published in 1792 describes the building as a very elegant chapel. Holy Trinity Church is a Grade B Listed building and is in the Haddington Conservation Area.

 

In 1843 the church was ‘Gothicized’ with the addition of the nave parapet, nave south elevation window surrounds (note the lancet shape), porch and shallow apsidal sanctuary, using a different stone, a finer, pale buff sandstone.  The same year, the committee appointed to report on the state of the building described it as being extremely uniform and homely. Following completion of the reconstruction, a service of dedication to the Holy Trinity and of consecration was perfor med by the Rt Rev Charles Terrot, Bishop of Edinburgh, who in 1814 had returned to Scotland to serve as an Incumbent in Haddington.

 

The interior of the church showing ‘The Jesus’ using the now familiar ‘Ninasian Salute’ used by Priory members. Symbols such as the Lamb of God and other Templar symbols are to be discovered throughout the church and a beautiful tapistry on the altar, which is described as three angels, though it could be the ‘Three Marys’.

In 1930, the present Chancel was added to replace the apse and the interior remodelled in neo-Byzantine style by the Scottish architect B N H Orphoot. The Chancel external walls were built of Rattlebags and sandstone but have reinforced concrete detailing such as columns, arches, decorative bands and the corbel course below the gutter.

 

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Holy Trinity Church had some nice features and details both inside and out; it was a peaceful enough place but i got the feeling that  lot of the older artifacts from the past had been removed or had not stood the test of time and therefore the older ‘energies’ were no longer there

http://holytrinityhaddington.co.uk/

HAILES CASTLE: We paid an unexpected visit to Hailes Castle; one time home to Mary Queen of Scots.The castle is a mainly 14th century castle about a mile and a half south west of East Linton, East Lothian, Scotland and is quite secluded and hidden away. This castle, which has a fine riverside setting, belonged to the Hepburn family during the most important centuries of its existence. The castle was founded as a fortified tower house by Hugo de Gourlay before 1300, making it one of the oldest constructions of its kind in Scotland. The castle has a long and interesting history which one can read more of on the internet and it is certainly worth a visit to look around and explore.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hailes_Castle

 

This is where Mary Queen of Scots was staying as an adult, for it was deemed to be a safe place for her; secluded and hidden away and she had freinds and allies on her side; however this was not to be and history tells us otherwise…..

Just opposite the castle is a hill fort by the name of ‘Traprain Law‘ that rises in an imposing fashion above the horizon. It has an interesting name, yet was only known as ‘Traprain Law’ from the late 18th century, taking its name from a local hamlet. This is etymologically a Cumbric name cognate with Welsh tref ‘farm’ and either pren ‘tree’ or bryn ‘hill’. Law comes from the Old English word hlāw, meaning a burial mound.

It rises about 221m (724 feet) in elevation and is located 6 km (3.7 mi) east of Haddington. It covered at its maximum extent about 16 ha (40 acres) and must have been a veritable town. Whether it was a seasonal meeting place or permanent settlement is a matter of speculation.  Also speculated is whether the site is the site of an actual pyramid or not….  But it was a burial place by around 1500 BC with evidence of occupation and signs of ramparts after 1000 BC and has been ocupied at various points throughout it’s history.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Traprain_Law

 

Trapain Law together with Hailes Castle: an interesting area to stop a while to soak up more history…

HOLY ISLAND: The last point of call for day three was to be Holy Island; more of a winding down visit after a very busy day where many miles were covered. We arrived on the off chance knowing that the tides may not be in our favour and this did prove to be true. The evening sunset was amazing, so no better place in which to unwind whilst watching (and dodging) the beautiful incoming tides. When the tide is out one can pass happily back and forth from the main land to Holy Island and Lindisfarne, but when the tide is incoming one literally has to watch ones back and ones parked car as we discovered!

 

What better way to end the day than to watch the tide coming in…. <click on images to enlarge>

https://www.lindisfarne.org.uk/

The Holy Island of Lindisfarne is a tidal island off the northeast coast of England. It is also known just as Holy Island. It constitutes the civil parish of Holy Island in Northumerland. Holy Island has a recorded history from the 6th century AD. It was an important centre of Celtc Christianlty under Saints Aidan of Lindisfarne, Cuthbert, Eadfrith of Lindisfarne and Eadberht of Lindidfarne. After the Viking invasions and the Normsn conquest of England, a priory was reestablished. A small castle was built on the island in 1550. Much more can be red about it’s history here:-

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lindisfarne

 

“Incoming Tide!!!”

So day three came to an end in a rather beautiful and fun fashion; not much to comment about on ‘The Neville‘ front but suffice to say that the whole area is steeped in ‘Neville’ history and intrigue with a very special day to come on day four…

 

Please feel free to contact us if you are curious to find out much more about our quests; on an England; on a history you thought you knew….

“The Grail Kingship is within the realm of impossibilities”

‘The Keeper of Scrolls’

Aug 2017

 

 

ALONG THE BORDERLANDS

QUEST NUMBER NINETEEN: SHROPSHIRE AND WALES

  • St Peter’s Church: Clee Hill Shropshire
  • St Peter’s Church: Ludlow Shropshire
  • The Space Guard Centre: Knighton Wales
  • St Edwards Church: Knighton Wales
  • St Georges Church: Clun Shropshire
  • The Great Tower of Clun: Craven Arms Shropshire
  • St John the Baptist Church: Bishops Castle  Shropshire

 

Stunning views from Clee Hill – click on each photo to expand

St Peter’s Church, Clee Hill, Shropshire:  It was a beautiful sunny day in Febuary, when after a journey of some three hours from Cambridge, with the road winding ever higher and higher upwards, we arived in the village of Clee Hill  in Shropshire. Clee Hill is also the name given to the imposing hill itself of which the village sits atop of.  The village lies on the slope of  Titterstone Clee Hill and lying between 340 metres (1,120 ft) and 380 metres (1,250 ft) above sea level, this is one of the highest settlements in the country.

St Peter’s Church, Clee Hill <click on each photo to expand>

A beautiful and very scenic part of the country where sheep can roam freely and the views across the mountains are astounding. A wild energetic place indeed; the earth energies here are very powerful due to the pyramid placement within the land; another site where the hidden royal bloodlines of this country can be discovered.

The Alpha and Omega with a tapestry of the last supper from behind the altar

This church sits atop of the magnificent Clee Hill, which features both on the Mappa Mundi and in Brother Cadfael. St Peter’s is known to have a freindly, hard working congregation with good community links. I was unable to find out much about the actual history of this tiny church but there is a tale that if one runs round St Peter’s Church, three times, at midnight, then knock on the door, a spirit is supposed to come out and snatch you in. Please watch the video below for a few more insights on the church and its history.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clee_Hills

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cleehill

The bloodline ancestor discovered here is that of Thomas de Nevill, who was a resident of the parish and one of the Kings trusted freinds. Those who have been following our quests will have already picked up on the important connections between the Neville family and  to ‘The Crown‘ itself.

Click on the link below to take a tour around St Peter’s Church, Clee Hill with us with its plethera of Masonic influenence and symbolism. Also included is St Peter’s Church, Ludlow representing the Dome on the Rock and the connection between Heaven & Earth and  St Edwards Church Knighton, with it’s significant Victorian artworks.

ST PETERS CHURCH: CLEE HILL, ST PETERS CHURCH: LUDLOW, ST EDWARDS CHIRCH: LUDLOW

 

Bloodline connection:

  • Thomas de Nevill; ancestor to Alek was a resident of the parish

St Peter’s Church, Ludlow Shropshire: Our next stop on this glorious day was to the charming old town of Ludlow. This ancient market town is a truly stunning place to visit, a very vibrant town with lots of energy and some fantastic old buildings, including a castle and the one time home of Katherine of Aragon. The town is steeped in history, especially medieval with much written about it. On the day we were there it was a very busy market day and the town, even in February, was abustle with people.

Ludlow looking stunning in the sunshine;  the timbered building (1 & 4) was once home to Katharine of Aragon <click to enlarge>

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ludlow

St Peter’s Church Ludlow, representing ‘The Dome on the Rock’

St Peter’s Church is a modern Catholic church, established in 1935 and built to represent the ‘Dome on the Rock’. The style of the building is stunning and designed by an Italian architect, which is very evident to the eye; the colour of the inside of the dome is amazing in a deep, deep blue. There are some beautiful artworks around the church including a ‘chiro’ with the ‘alpha’ and ‘omega’ symbols on either side, which as we know are Templar Symbols. The church is Romanesque in structure with the dome signifying heaven and earth united in praise of god. Despite the style and magnificence of the building, most of the work was carried out by local craftsmen, with it’s grey stone being extracted from Oreton Quarry at Farlow, Clee Hill, where we were only minutes previously.

Click to access tour.pdf

Church artworks showing the chiro, alpha and omega and the true stigmata of ‘the Jesus’ and above the ‘Dome’ next to the beautiful wndow depiction of Mary and the child.

Bloodline Connection:

  • Richard Neville and ancestor of Karl b. 1400 and The Earl of Salisbury was a resident of Ludlow

The Space Guard Centre, Knighton Wales: The day could not have got any better as we drove up and up and up, almost it seemed to the top of the world, where the views across the unspoilt valleys made one assume that one was the only person left alive in the whole world….

Magnificent views from the Space Guard Centre in Wales; click on photo to expand for full view and click on link below.

THE SPACEGUARD CENTRE: KNIGHTON

The Space Guard Centre is for tracking near earth objects, such as comets, meteorites and any object that could potentially harm the planet in the future. Of particular interest is that the centre is currently installing the large telescope that used to be housed in the observatory in Cambridge. The telescope is og no longer use here in Cambridge due to the ammount of light polution that obscurs all views of the skies; not such problen at all at the new site. It has taken many years of dedication, planning and hard work to dismantle it, transport it and then to build a new home for it, before installing it at one of the loftiest sites in the UK! The work has nearly been completed and all by volunteers, as sadly and shockingly no government funding for this important project has ever been forthcoming….

With the new telescope installed there will be three fully functioning telescopes at the centre

If you are in the area it is a fascinating site to visit, for the stunning views alone and the energies too, which  due to various obvious reasons, are amazing!

https://spaceguardcentre.com/

As one drives up to the entrance of the Space Guard Centre, one can almost miss, in the wilderness on the left-hand side, the beautiful stone circle dedicated to the goddess Dianna.

The Stone circle dedicated to Dianna

http://www.megalithic.co.uk/article.php?sid=15302

St Edwards Church at Knighton Wales: Still in Knighton; slightly lower down and ten minutes ride from the space centre, this old church is situated in a beautifully scenic area and does have a few unusual items within it.

St Edward’s Church at Knighton set amidst a scenic backdrop

This present church is probably the fourth church on the site; there is vague reference to a Saxon Church, circa 990 and certainly a Norman Church, circa 1160 and the base of the tower still retains Norman workmanship. In 1752 the Norman church was in such a perilous state of repair that it was completely demolished, so apart from the tower, a new church and chancel were thus built. There were many reports of the new church building works recorded in local publications at the time. Sadly the old font was replaced at the time of the complete rebuilding in 1877 and the old font was buried in a neighboring field. However in 1911, it was removed and and put in the care of the Rev. D. Edmund Owen, rector of Llandingad Carmarthenshire. This ancient font is octagonal in shape and can now be found in Llanelwedd churchyard, Poowys, although it would be nice if it could find it’s way back home. If an old font could not be relocated in another church, it was buried; this was to ensure that the font would not be available for any use apart from baptism after its removal. See our video below to take a tour around the church.

The interior of St Edward’s showing some beautiful windows and the painting mentioned in the video

The bloodline relative associated with this church is Walter Neville who sadly died quite young at age 32 years, but he was very prominent in the area and was involved in trade with Russia and a lovely painting that was probably part of his trading hangs just near the entrance. There are some unusual and interesting interesting Victorian painted artworks and other items here with some significant symbology attached.

 

Bloodline Connection:

  • Walter Neville (anceestor of Karl) 1869 – 1901, died at age 32 years; once again indicating the significance of the Neville Family.

 

St George’s Church, Clun Shropshire: Although not on our list and definitely not scheduled for us to visit today; this church is certainly worth a mention here. If we had not been magically directed to St Georges, we would not have been in the right place and the right time afterwards, to be able to see our next, seemingly elusive port of call peering at us in the distance between the hedges and back gardens of a local country lane. As said it was not connected to the research but deserves a few photos here…

St George’s Church, Clun

http://www.crsbi.ac.uk/site/69/

Although not on our list to visit we did interestingly discover a ‘Parry’ on the regimental memorial board  <click on images to expand and view>

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clun

The Great Tower of Clun, Craven Arms Shropshire:  Upon leaving the church above we were resigned to not finding the derelict chapel of St John the Baptist Chapel at Clun, yet were momentarily diverted along a quiet country road aside the church. Upon turning around to journey in another direction i momentarily glimpsed the shape of a ruin from the car window, looming above the distant roof tops! So trusting in our instincts and following the road, we amazingly (or not) found ourselves where we needed to be!

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clun_Castle

We approached Clun Castle in the rapidly gathering twilight and it certainly afforded us a formidable view. Set high up on a high hillside overlooking the spreading land below; it proved quite a trek to walk up some steep slippery slopes to gain access, although afterwards we did spy a slightly speedier route.

Approaching Clun Castle in the gathering twilight  <click to expand photos> Information depicting the castle’s history showing the ancestory line, and part of our quests, of the ‘Fitzalans’, another piece of the puzzle

Amazing as these things are; there upon the information board just outside the castle entrance, the name of ‘Fitzalans’ is placed very prominitely within the castle history and also very meaningfully within the bloodline of our head researcher Alek’s family line, testifying that we certainly did not find this place by accident. Family names over the years change and evolve, which one must always bear in mind when doing historical family recearch. As we soon saw for ourselves though the Chapel of St John the Baptist no longer exists there and has dissapeared under the ravages of time; one could take a guess though and summise where it would have stood, on the flat ground, just outside the main keep of the castle.

History of Clun Castle: Clun Castle is thought to have been built by Picot de Say in the years following the Norman invasion to dominate a former Saxon village and to help sustain Norman rule in the troublesome border area (known as the Marches). In this latter role it was well placed to control movement on the Clun-Clee Ridgeway, a historic trading route in and out of Wales. Constructed to a traditional motte and bailey design it started as an earthwork and timber castle and had two baileys.

As a border outpost Clun Castle inevitably suffered as the fortunes of the Welsh ebbed and flowed. It was attacked and burnt to ashes in 1196 by Prince Rhys of South Wales. Rebuilt or repaired it was attacked again in 1214 by Prince Llywelyn ap Iorwerth (Llywelyn the Great). It was these attacks that probably led to the rebuilding of the castle in stone and this prompted another attack, again by Prince Llywelyn ap Iorwerth, in 1234. In this instance the castle withstood the siege but the associated town was destroyed by the attackers.

Clun Castle and it’s views

The castle was seized by John Fitzalan from the custody of King John in 1215. In 1233 the castle was garrisoned by the household troops of King Henry III as the loyalty of John Fitzalan was ‘suspect’. Late that year the royal garrison successfully withstood a Welsh onslaught led by Prince Llywelyn ab Iorwerth, although the attackers did succeed in reducing the town to ashes. During a period of minority the castle was held by a father-in-law of one of the several generations of John Fitzalans, Roger Mortimer of Wigmore Castle.

Edward I’s conquest of Wales in the late 1270s/early 1280s meant the requirement for the castle as a border stronghold significantly diminished. Accordingly building priorities changed from defence to comfort and in 1292 Richard Fitzalan, Earl of Arundel, built the Great Tower to provide luxury accommodation most probably for hunting parties who made use of the nearby forest of Clun. By the start of the fifteenth century it was used exclusively as a hunting lodge but was hastily re-fortified during the Owain Glyn Dŵr  rebellion of 1400-14. Thereafter it reverted to disuse with a writer in 1539 describing the castle as ruinous. Even though it had played no part in the Civil War, Clun Castle was slighted in 1646 on the orders of Parliament.

Clun Castle looking stunning as dusk settles

The Fitzalans abandoned Clun Castle to focus their attention and wealth on the more impressive Arundel Castle in Sothern England. Consequently, Clun Castle fell into ruin. Although Owain Glyndwr attacked the castle in the early 1400’s, it was no longer the formidable foe it would have been two centuries earlier. After Glyndwr’s assault, the castle vanishes from historical records. The castle was in ruins by the time of the English Civil War of 1642 and never saw action.

Bloodline Connection:

  • Edmund Neville born 11th June 1887 of Craven Arms, Shropshire and  an ancestor of Karl.
  • The Fitzalan family and ancestors of Karl, were of great prominence and importance here as history tells.

St John the Baptist Church, Bishops Castle Shropshire: It was very late and dark by now when we arrived here, so as expected no entry was gained and it was too dark for filming. However we did take a stroll around the perimiter of the church and managed a few photos too 🙂 The church itself is a grade 2 listed building which has a Mediaeval tower mostly rebuilt in C17, rest of 1860 by T Nicholson of Hereford. It has a coursed limestone rubble tower with ashlar dressings and pyramidal slate cap; the rest is of squared and coursed limestone with ashlar dressings, and slate roof with ridge cresting. As the photos show it has a squat square Gothic survival West tower and if we were able to see inside, we would see that the gothic theme continues there too. The church is very unusual in the fact that it still has one of England’s oldest clocks with only one hand, from a time when time ‘down to the minute’ was less important.

St John the Baptist Church and visitors looking atmospheric at night

On these quests we are very much aware that many churches, especially the ones that we are researching, have secret vaults or hidden chambers underneath their floors and sometimes ‘other’ very hidden features too. In March 2010 it was recorded that a hidden chamber had been discovered underneath St John the Baptist Church in Bishops Castle, said to contain sixteen coffins. An inscription on one bears the name Byne Oakeley, with the date 1825. It is believed the bodies in the coffins are all members of the Oakeley family, an important and well-thought of family in the area at the time. It is said that the burial vault was hidden for 150 years.

Architects were called in after the partial collapse of the unknown chamber below the floor which led to the discovery of the burial vault. Work was begun to make the church safe but experts said at the time that further investigations by structural engineers and architects were needed. Stephen Lowick, a member of the parochial church council, said: “The architect and a structural engineer will come to the church and will open up the vault again for them to have a look at how bad the structural problems are and at the same time we will seek to identify the other coffins.”

James Wade, of Shrewsbury-based architects Arrol and Snell Ltd, said the original church was believed to have burned down and been rebuilt in 1859. Protected by the vault, the coffins survived the flames. “Nobody knows a lot about the older church but we are guessing that it was part and parcel of the chancel of the older church,” he said, adding that vaults were not unusual in churches. “People wanted to be buried in the church, there was a feeling that to be buried in the church was a good thing and it was the privilege of those who could afford it,” he added.

Fascinating and interesting stuff indeed; it would have been great to discover more one way or the other but as we could not get it, it was not meant to be…

Bishop’s Castle, Shropshire:  This is a small market town in the southwest of Shropshire England and formerly its smallest borough. According to the 2011 Census it had a population of 1,893. It is 1.5 miles (2.4 km) east of the borderlands between England and Wales, about 20 miles (30 km) north-west of Ludlow and about 20 miles (30 km) south-west of Shrewsbury. The town is within an agricultural area and has also become known for its alternative community including artists, musicians, writers and craftspeople. The surrounding area is hillwalking country and Bishop’s Castle is a “Walkers are Welcome Town”. The long distance footpath the Shropshire Way runs through the town and the well known Offa’s Dyke is only a few miles to the west. The ancient trackway of the Kerry Ridgeway, a prehistoric Bronze Age route, runs from the town. The BC Ring, a 60-mile (100 km) challenging route around the town, was published in 2008. The town has two micro breweries, including the Three Tuns, the UK’s oldest brewery. Befire embarking upon our return journey we had a very tasty meal in the Boars Head in the village.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bishop’s_Castle

Bloodline Connection:

  • Henry Neville of Bishops Castle b 18th August 1886 and again an ancestor of our lead researcher Karl.

Conclusions: The Neville Family, often known in history as the power behind the throne have proved to be leading and prominent people in these areas of Wales and Shropshire, holding both important roles within the community with established historical connections to the crown. But who really are ‘The Nevilles’ and how and why did they rise to such prominence? All will surely be revealed in the conclusions of time…..

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“The Grail Kingship is within the realm of impossibilities”

The Keeper of Scrolls

February 2017

 

THE TWISTS OF FATE….

QUEST NUMBER SIXTEEN:

Where we were supposed to have been…

  • RAF KIRTON IN LINDSEY, NEAR GAINSBOROUGH, LINCOLNSHIRE
  • TATTERSHALL ABANDONED RAILWAY STATION, LINCOLNSHIRE

Where we actually ended up in a unique ‘twist of fate’…

  • TATTERSHALL CASTLE AND CHURCH GRAVEYARD

All that i am about to tell you is true; i have changed nothing and although there were five of us present, the feelings and tellings are totally mine. I have been doing these quests long enough now, to know that nothing is ever what it seems and other forces are around that distort the truth for both the good and the bad, but further more to guide and protect. We live on a many dimensional plane and often the dimensions will merge, or chinks in reality will ocurr.  Many folks do tune into to this and have the ability to ‘see’ or to ‘feel’ the other existences and dimensions

We know that there are ‘places of power’ caused by the hidden ‘Geo Magnetics’ of this earth (the hidden pyramids) which act an a kind of ‘energy conductor’ and this is one of the purposes of our quests, to investigate these sites. We know that these earth magnetics can retain ‘echoes‘ or ‘imprints’ of both past and future lives. Why both past and future lives? Well the answer is simple; there is no such thing as ‘time’ as it is percieved here on earth. Time is merely a manmade constraint; another form of ‘control‘, for example how often do we hear the phrase ‘slave to time’ repeated? So because of these quests and the interesting facts that they are throwing up, we now know of course, that many of the so called ‘christian’ churches of these lands, are built on top of these hidden ‘places of power’ simply to keep the facts underneath, well and truly hidden. What better way of hiding something in plain sight than to build something else over the top of it.

We now know that manifested aparitions; call them ‘ghosts’, ‘spirits’,djinn’, do not manisfest in our world as a kind of ethereal ‘woo woo wooing‘ aparition formed of white mists floating in time and space. Indeed they are far more real and often totally three-dimensional and solid; for all intents and purposes exactly like you and me; yet they uncannily always turn up when needed for a reason, to guide, to warn or to inform. They appear as if out of nowhere and when the message has been delivered they vanish just as quickly. People with dogs innocently manouvering through our space and time are quite a common example. People who are there at the right place and the right time to guide us (or to warn us) to where we need to be are another example. Of course one can always speculate and put all this down to coincidence, but in fact there is no such thing as coincidence and everything happens for a reason and a purpose.

So then just a brief discription of where we had planned to be:

RAF KIRTON IN LINDSEY, NEAR GAINSBOROUGH, LINCOLNSHIRE It took a good few hours of traveling to drive to Lincolnshire in the cold dark of night; so after feasting on the way we were raring to go and good for anything! The Lincolnshire landscape is mostly flat and vast and a lot colder than down south; yet there are gradual undulations in the structure of the land and even some cliff-like terraces that the road crawls snake-like atop of. There seems to be a pervading sense of ‘unfinished buisness’ in the atmosphere of the land here; stories untold that maybe never will be told. The ‘spirits’ of the land seem to be holding on to something which maybe they never will give up.

RAF Kirton in Lincolnshire, which was opened on this new site in the 1940’s is built atop of an ancient burial ground on the site of the pyramid grid that we are investigating, so it was with great excitement and expectation that we ventured forward on what was to be Quest Number Sixteen! After many years of use however, it was announced that in 2013 that the RAF were to dispose of the site, yet according to many ‘urban explorers’ who regularly visit the site, many interesting ‘artifacts’, various equipment etc and even vehicals are still to be found on site. In it’s heyday the site was passed from RAF control to the US Air Force, then on to the British Army and finally back again to RAF control. It’s final years saw it used as a technical park and it provided housing for another nearby base, where the site was administered from. So now sadly abandoned and another case of wondering why all these perfectly good buildings are allowed to go to rack and ruin, when we have a housing shortage in this country…

We found the site very easily, yet were dissapointed to find a strong and high security fence all around the whole perimiter with not one single access point in. We drove carefully around just to make sure, but on this occasion had to admit defeat. We know the ‘urban explorers’ do get in and i would not like to speculate how, but we are not urban explorers, simply researchers doing our thing and working within the confines of not tresspasing.  There are various hauntings said to have occured here but as we were unable to gain access we could not get a ‘feel’ for the place to form our own opinions; though suffice to say it is on an ‘energy’ site and is part of the ‘pyramid grid’ of the UK.

Read more about RAF Kirton here:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/RAF_Kirton_in_Lindsey

TATTERSHALL ABANDONED RAILWAY STATION, LINCOLNSHIRE So a short drive away, along the twisty Lincolnshire byways that seemingly defey any logic of direction, we found ourselves in the village of Tattershall on the look out for it’s abandoned railway station. The station was closed on the 17th June 1953, to both passengers and goods but during the 1970’s and 1980’s the Tattershall Air Museum was to be found located in the station goods yard. The station is now in private occuption but it does house ‘The Tattershall Station Gallery’ in the booking office, selling paintings and pottery with public access along part of the up platform. There are tales of a young girl who reportedly wanders the platform but again as we never actually located the site in the dark i cannot comment further; also a site of ‘energy’…

Interesting photos and info here:

http://www.disused-stations.org.uk/t/tattershall/

The other reason why we never actually found the old railway site was because we were not meant to; for we thus saw the signposts to Tattershall Castle, which looked strangely compelling in the dark, so following our instincts we turned down a very dark and narrow lane; it was almost midnight….

TATTERSHALL CASTLE AND CHURCH GRAVEYARD: The very narow lane ended in the very dark public car park of the castle; we could see nothing and no one was around; it was almost midnight and at that point not a single soul stirred. So bearing in mind that we had no inklng that we were going to be there, at that place and at that time, and that it had been a split second decision to visit the castle, imagine our suprise then to find that another car had come out of nowhere and was now following us into the carpark! This other car was now parking a short way from us; slightly unerving to say the least. What was the chance of that randomly happening at that unearthly hour? While we explored the layout of the carpark with our torches to find the exit (yes it really was that dark!), two guys alighted from the other vehical and dissapeared along a dark grassy track in another direction.

Upon following we discovered the track to be  a path into a then, unknown to us, church graveyard and so for a moment we recognized the familiar territory of a graveyard; even though something did not feel quite right. We surveyed the scene for a few moments to get our bearings, then proceeded to follow the pathway around the side of the church. Obviously at that very late hour everything was shrouded in darkness and it was hard to see, apart from the help of our trusted torches. Upon coming around the corner of the church, we made our way across open ground towards a tourist map of the castle and surrounding area, which we proceeded to study or to ‘pretend’ to study, for upon looking back we could clearly see two very mysterious figures with their backs to us, strangely highlighted by their own torch lights.

My feelings at that moment were that of being totally compelled to look, wanting to look yet unsure if i should; unsure of interupting the others privacy. And yet, yet there was something totally compelling and completely ‘out of time’ about those two figures; almost as if two time lines were converging. The weirdest thing was that they acknowledged no recognition of us whatsoever, not a nod, a smile, an embarassed shuffle; not even a ‘sod off’! We moved around towards the castle to see if we could gain access but all boundary fences were well and truly locked. Yet on making our way back the two figures were still there exactly the same, seemingly not moved. I still tried to look and yet not look; they seemed to be dressed not of our era at all, but apeared to be wearing cloaks or mantles with leggings or gaters, maybe a bit Goth-like or so it looked in the distorted shadows and light of their torches. They certainly did not look like the folks in the carpark only minutes before and although very compelling, a feeling of unease had decended upon us all and we knew it was time to depart.

However, upon walking around to where the grassy path left the churchyard back into the carpark, a bent-over huddled figure suddenly instantanously appeared from nowhere, seemingly with a mission well and truly in mind. He rushed past us, again not looking up at all, or in any way being aware of our presence there. No ‘good eveing’ or ‘lovely night’ or any comment that led one to believe that he had any conception of us being there. He appeared to rush down a leafy pathway and that was that or so it seemed…

Two of our party, intrigued and wanting to investigate further and not believng their eyes, made their way along the leafy pathway to see where the huddlesd figure had gone to. Yet again though, that feeling of uneasiness pervaded upon all of us; a feeling that we should not be lingering there a moment longer. The path the figure had scurried down had led to nowhere, just a complete dark dead end in fact, the path went nowhere…

We took no time in leaving lest our welcome be outstayed. Once back inside the car and upon driving out of the carpark two of us happened to glance in the direction of the path that lead to the church, only to see two more figures at the end of the path, walking towards us…

SO TO CONCLUDE:

  • Nothing is ever a coincidence.
  • Nothing is ever a random act.
  • Everything is meant to be.
  • Timing is everything.
  • ‘Energy’ and ‘echoes’ from other timelines exist.
  • Time lines exist simultaniously
  • All ‘energy’ affects other energy.
  • We were obviously meant to be there at the ‘perfect point in time’
  • THIS was the site we were REALLY meant to be at, at that place and time
  • No random act or coincidence bought us to that place and at that time, at that ungodly hour; unexpected, unanouced, not knowing it ourselves until we turned into that dark castle lane at  midnight, to discover five other figures, not all of this dimension,  in that small out of the way churchyard….
  • Allways follow your instinct and be prepared to change plans at the very last moment
  • Nothing ever happens by chance as we on these quests, well and truly know.
  • A quest here to be continued…

 

For more info of the mundane kind please see here:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tattershall

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 “The Grail Kingship is within the realm of impossibilities”

November 2016 ‘The Keeper of Scrolls’

Quest Number Fifteen: Hertfordshire

  • Little St Mary’s Church: Cold Christmas Lane Thundridge
  • All Saint’s Church Datchworth, near Thundridge

So another exciting night time foray found us once again in the Hertfordshire countryside. As we have learnt, so many ancient churches are to be found miles away from modern day highways and this trip was no exception; literally right off the beaten track and only accessible via grassy footpaths and byways. We had to park the car miles away, down a dead end, not knowing which path to take or which way to turn. The night was dark, which did not help and we were guided by just the light of the moon and a few torches. After one false start and driving off in a completely different direction, we gained our bearings and eventually found the site we were looking for. The site opens out beyond the trees and bushes of the byway, causing one to almost stumble upon it; but what a site to behold indeed. One walks through the open area and graveyard to reach the church, which in the cover of darkness almost looms upon one unexpectedly from the gloom. It was crisp clear night, with moonlight marred only by persistent chemtrailers dong their deeds under cover of darkness. The energies of the site are very similar to another site of an earlier quest; that of Santon Downham – almost, if not, identical; hinting at the fact that both sites are on the very same energy alignment.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thundridge

Little St Mary’s Church or Cold Christmas Church: as it is locally known, due to its proximity to Cold Christmas Lane, as said took some finding in the dark, but it was well worth all our efforts. Sadly all that is left of the building these days is the bell tower, which is now boarded up due to ‘health and safety’ reasons; so a great shame we could not get inside. A very old building indeed built in 1086 for the private use of the estate and family of Hugh De Desmaisnil. There are many rumours of the church being built on a North/South alignment instead of on an East/West. Many medieval churches were built this way which was said to be the sign of the devil, which is why it was later demolished. In fact it is known that the site is indeed used for satanic worship and gatherings, and when you view our videos you will see proof of this fact. It did in fact look very magical in the moonlight and very compelling. The original church was demolished in 1853 but much of the graveyard remains to be explored. One unusual epitaph in the graveyard for one Roger Gadiner and his wife reads:

“Roger lies here before his hour

Thus doth the Gardiner lose his flower”

Photos taken on the night, around the graveyard and tower; please click on individual images to enlarge. The last two in the sequence do show ‘Light Orbs’ and a mysterious mist.

The extensive graveyard is very much in evidence here, though i suspect that like all ancient graveyards quite a few of the headstones are no longer where they were originall placed and some have fallen into quite bad disrepair. There are even reports of a mausoleum being here and that mass buriel graves lie under where the old church once stood and indeed one of our investigation team thought he actually saw the mausoleum upon first entering the site. The most paranormal activety is said to occur in and around the old church tower; activity such as growlings coming from the old tower itself, which have been reported as recently as 2009 and a sense of an ‘evil’ pressence, a figure in black has also been spotted on many occasions around the graveyard and in 1978, a report of a marching army coming out of the dorrway of the tower whilst letting out a blood-curdling roar…  Also ghost horses have been reported and recordings of strong EVP have been captured.

Sadly we did not manage to capture anything unusual on camera, but all of our investigation team experienced different feelings and sensations at different times and the energies, although fluctuating were indeed very strong. Some of us certainly saw Light Orbs in the trees at the boundary of the graveyard, which we have manged to just about capture on camera, albeit by mobile phone; it was certainly a feeling of being observed. Some of us picked up on more tangible happenings and one of our team, actually had physical interaction by way of her clothes and skin being touched. So all in all, extremely interesting and well worth the trip and getting lost for!

Please enjoy our video investigations via our Priory youtube channel:-

COLD CHRISTMAS CHURCH: PART ONE

COLD CHRISTMAS CHURCH: PART TWO

All Saint’s Church Datchworth: So a few miles down the road in the same Hertfordshire vincinity we found ourselves at the parish church in the village of Daxworth and this time most certainly not off the beaten track! The village of Daxworth  appears in the Anglo-Saxon charter of 969 when King Edgar gave land in Daxworth to St Peter’s Church, Wesminster and when the name of Datchworth was spelt Decewrthe; the village is also mentioned in the Domesday book of 1086.

One can read more of the history of Datchworth here:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Datchworth

On this occasion though it was the church we were visiting; Norman in origin, it was erected within the confines of the moat and subsequently a manor house was built nearby and it is thought that an earlier church did in fact preceded the present one. The night was dark and cold but strangely on this occasion the church and surroundings seemed quite calm and with a lack of energies really; even though the village has the reputation of being the most haunted in Hertfordshire.The church was well lit with floodlights and had CCTV clearly in evidence, which would be a good thing as i imagine that many visitors and investigators visit the church and graveyard here. As said it was peaceful, cold and subdued when we were there, but an interesting experience non the less, wandering the graveyard at night and around the vincitity of the church.

See above for the video shot around the graveyard and church.

There have been several sightings of an old woman dressed in black walking with a hunch and no head. She is thought to be the spirit of an old woman whoes husband died unexpectedly and in as deperate attempt to meet her husband again she hung herself. Close to the church is a narrow lane called Rectory Lane and people wandering along this eerie hedge-lined lane at night have heard phantom footsteps and seen the ghostly apparition of a cart carrying dead bodies, which local believe to be the bodies of the Eaves family who tragically starved to death during the famine of 1762.  One of the houses along Hollybush Lane is said to be haunted by the ghost of a lady with long red hair; this flame headed spirit is said to wear brigh clothing and manifest at the sound of tinkling bells. These are just a few of the many hauntings of Datchworth Village.

We did manage to obtain a few night-time shots via a mobile; on two or three shots white orbs of light can be seen; however with the flood lights in the graveyard i will leave it up to the viewer to make up their own minds. As always click on an image to enlarge:

The Keeper of Scrolls

November 2016

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 “The Grail Kingship is within the realm of impossibilities”

 

THE PRIORY INVESTIGATES: QUEST NUMBER FOURTEEN

  • RAF UPWOOD: CAMBRIDGESHIRE

So a dark yet mild Friday evening at the end of October 2016, found us on our way to the dissused and derelict airfield of RAF Upwood, practically on our doorstep in the Cambridgeshire countryside. It was to prove to be a very interesting night indeed. This is a site used frequently by urban explorers and ghost hunters alike and yet a site which proved intitially quite difficult for us to locate. We were seeking the run down living quarters, admin blocks and accomadation of a once thriving community;  a facility for airmen after the wars and, it has been told, a great source of paranormal activity. This site has a direct connection to the first site we visited (Quest Number One) at Spooks Hill, Warboys and is in the general area of Warboys and Ramsey; the sites share the same underground magnetic connections. There is much evidence on the internet and youtube that the site is haunted and we were very excited to be finding out for ourselves.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/RAF_Upwood

Our ‘satnav’ took us to the general area but did not locate the airfield itself, so seeking another source, we did eventually arrive at the vast open landscape of the dissused airfield. Asking our way of lads nearby, heading also in the same direction, we were advised to go back out onto the road and drive around to the front of the site and yet something told us to keep on. The airfield is a vast, open flat space with only a few flood-lights lighting up industrial buildings on the horizon. It is very dark with large open skies above, yet one can follow a laid down track, maybe a vehical access from many years ago. As we walked across this seemingly endless, dark plain of emptiness a feeling of not being alone, of being watched permeatted every pore of our being. As we walked, we passed by long strips of security fences protecting fields of solar panels; the biggest solor panel complex that we had ever seen… The complex was dotted with CTV cameras and sattelite dishes, so obviously we wondered what was going on there.

We did meet others too, again local lads, crouching in the shadows, who also advised we were gong the wrong way, but we just needed to check out further into the distance before coming back. For it was just as well that we did, for on the horizen and coming towards us we spied some bright lights which flashed a couple of times before dissapearing from the sky and out of our sight completely; we all saw them so no one persons over-imagination. We did try and walk towards the bright flood-lights but were met by high security fences with no way in. At that point we did decide to make our way back to the road, but still that sense of not being alone, of being followed and also more of the mysterious lights apeared on the horizon. We were definitely at the wrong part of the airfield but never the less the walk had proved to be very eye-opening indeed with the constant brooding feeling of not being alone still with us.

So back to the main road then as advised where we found the main gateway to the abandoned airfield; sadly high security fencing was all around with security and CCT in action, or so it said on the notices. At this point we did start to wonder how we could gain access, as obviously others before us had certainly done so; the whole area was about to be demolished to make way for new housing so important not to give up. Not to be deterred we got in the car again and started to continue our slow ride around the perrimeter, only to be very surprised moments later when two more young lads dissapeared between the trees and bushes around the perimiter and were gone – vanished! So we had to follow, as we knew this to be our way in; we parked up next to what was their parked car and followed  their tracks and sure enough, from behind the trees we could indeed walk right in. We never saw sight or sound of the two lads who guided us in, ever again….

Some of the corridors and grafitti at RAF Upwood