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QUEST TWENTY TWO: YORKSHIRE: For this one-day quest to Yorkshire, we travelled northwards on Thursday 25th May; the day proved to be stunning as we ventured over the mighty Humber Bridge to our first port of call for the day, which was to be Hessle.

  • ALL SAINTS CHURCH: HESSLE:
  • ALL SAINTS CHURCH: PRESTON:
  • ALL SAINTS CHURCH: RISE:
  • ALL SAINTS CHURCH: DRIFFIELD:
  • SKIPSEA CASTLE:
  • HORNSEA:

ALL SAINTS CHURCH: HESSLE: The town of Hessle, near Hull is a pretty little town and the bright sunshine made it extremely picturesque. Hessle has a rather lovely town square with many little shops and listed buldings to it’s credit. It is very near by to that marvelous feat of engineering, the Humber Bridge. In the past Hessle has been a thriving centre for shipbuiding and even earlier on, for the building of wooden boats. It was also a centre for chalk quarying; the largest being at the Humberside Bridge Park, now a nature reserve.

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

The medieval, largely Gothic church itself has been here since the twelth century with modernization in 1884; there are some rather interesting original carvings on dispay to the right of the altar area and more info on them is mentioned in our video; they depict some rather ancient Gaelic symbols together with a representation of a female minatuar. The Neville family shield is on very prominent display here.

Inside All Saints, Hessle showing the Neville Shield & the name of Clarke on the wall plaque; all part of the ‘bloodline’ <click to enlarge images>

http://www.allsaintshessle.karoo.net/History%20-%20All%20Saints%20Church%20Hessle.htm

 

The ancient relics showing the female minataur & the entry to the church vault upon the floor – blink & you will miss it!

ALL SAINTS CHURCH: PRESTON: A short car ride away was the next stop of the day, although the church was sadly locked up with the keys being too far away to collect; even so i managed some good shots of the exterior of the church. Preston is a village in the East Riding of Yorkshire, six miles east of Hull. The parish church of All Saints is a grade one listed building.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Preston,_East_Riding_of_Yorkshire

http://www.imagesofengland.org.uk/Details/Default.aspx?id=166663

 

All Saints Church, Preston, showing memorial to the ‘Fords’ & the ‘Clarks’ <click to enlarge>

 ALL SAINTS CHURCH: RISE: Tucked away behind some beautiful tall trees amidst a sea of green countryside; Rise Church is easy to miss and drive straight past, which is exactly what we did do! Rise is a village and small parish in East Riding in Yorkshire, in the heart of a very rural area.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rise,_East_Riding_of_Yorkshire

This beautiful church is a grade two listed building in Rise: this current version of the church was rebuilt in 1844/45 using some old reclaimed medieval roof timbers. There was a church at Rise by 1221 but years of neglect sadly took their toll. The current church was built by local landowner Richard Bethal to designs by R. D. Chantrel.

Rise Church in it’s very rural setting <click to enlarge>

The beautiful painted ceiling here is very similar to other Templar churches we have visited over the past few months and to that also of the Italian Chapel in the Orkneys, Scotland. Quite clearly there is a very strong Templar connection here, especially from the aspect of a sacred site and the church is indeed still used by and supported by the local Freemasons of today. There is also a big connection here to the shipbuilding industry of Hull. Other significant symbols to look out for are the Harp, the tower of Babel with a direct connection to the Unicorns of earlier quests and strong connections to the female Minataur of Hessle, from ealier today. Take note also of the ‘Demons’ wheel; (the Samnu Emua) of the Templar teachings, all of which have strong Priory connections…

The bloodline names are once again the Nevilles, in particular Frederick W. Neville who was christened in this church, but who sadly died at a young age, and also the name of Bethal, the current church warden and estate owners.

See the Harp upon the window, the beautiful and very old bibles and the name of ‘Clark’ upon the gravestone, noted as leaving…

https://historicengland.org.uk/listing/the-list/list-entry/1083419

 

See our link below for more info on All Saints Church, Rise

ALL SAINTS CHURCH: RISE

 

ALL SAINTS CHURCH: DRIFFIELD: After  short journey we arrived at our next destination of the day and after phoning the reverend, she very kindly came with the keys to let us in, as the church was unusually locked for that hour of the day. We were so glad she did, as this is an amazing church with so much to see once inside. Driffield, also known as Great Driffield is a market town and parish in the East Riding of Yorkshire. A bronze-age mound just outside of Driffield was excavated in the nineteenth century; the findings of which are now in the British Museum.

All Saints, Driffield <please click to view>

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

This church has been here since the early part of the twelth century and probably going back to Saxon times even. A church, as is usual practice, has been built over a site of earlier significance. Basically what we have now is a Norman church, without side aisles with remodelling carried out over the centuries. It has a beautiful five hundred year old tower which is very dominant within the landscape; the churches bells of which were restored for the millenium. There are many beautiful and rather delightful gargoyles, grotesques and other little stone creatures all around the outside of the church; see below…..

Inside, the Templar influence on the stained glass widows is very evident for all to see, with the symbolism, yet the windows do stand alone in their maginficance, design and above all their colour.

Click to enlarge to see the Templar symbolism of these stunning windows

 

See our link below for the next three sites we visited

ALL SAINTS CHURCHES: HESSLE & DRIFFIELD, & SKIPSEA CASTLE

 

SKIPSEA CASTLE: It was a beautifull and peaceful evening when we arrived here at this ancient site, in the middle of a very rural landscpe, complete with it’s own grazing herd. The ‘castle’ is situated near the village of Skipsea in the East Riding of Yorkshire. I was unable to make it up to the summit myself, but the walk around the ramparts was stunning in itself. It is said to have been an impressive Norman motte and bailey castle, dating from before 1086 and among the first raised in Yorkshire, with the earthworks of an attendant fortified ‘borough’. The mound itself has recently been shown to date from the Iron Age. This is of course true but the actual site goes back much further still and is a site of one of the UK’s hidden and strategically placed pyramids, of which we are currently tracing and recording.  The energy here does indeed testify to this fact and our video will explain more still and also about the hauntings here too. It is a beautifully peaceful, energetic and picturesque site and well worth a visit.

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

Skipsea ‘Castle’, site of a very ancient pyramid <please click to enlarge>

HORNSEA: We did very briefly call in at the seaside resort of Hornsea and had a quick stretch of legs by way of a stroll along the concrete sea-defence wall, which serves as a ‘promenade’ too, sadly though one cannot see the actual sea whilst strolling along. The area where we stopped is rather comercialised and ‘touristy’ which is a shame, hence we never stayed long. The settlement itself dates back to the early medieval period at lest; the town was expanded in Victorian times with the coming of the Hull and Hornsea Railway.

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

  • The family bloodline name significant to the whole area of today’s quest; ie the East Riding of Yorkshire is once again that of The Nevilles and are as follows:-
  • Arthur Henry Neville: born 1864, Hull
  • Arthur John Neville: married 1898, Hull
  • Augusta Emma Neville: born 1887, died 1888
  • Edward Neville: born 1908, died 1908
  • Ellen Neville: married 1843, Hull, died 1975, Hull
  • Enid Neville: born 1923, died 1946  (23 years old)
  • Eva Neville: married (Harper) 1951
  • Frederick W. Neville: born Sealcoates 1927, died Hull 1941 (14 years old)
  • Henry Thorpe Neville: born Sealcoates 1857, married Hull 1873
  • Margaret Elizabeth Neville: born Sealcoates 1845, married Hull 1908, died Sealcoates 1918

 

“The Grail Kingship is within the realm of impossibilities”

May 2017

‘The Keeper of Scrolls’

 

Exmore 1

“Beautiful and Wild Exmoor which we all loved so much”

  • St Paul’s Church, Honiton:
  • St Michael’s Church and All Angel’s Church Farway:
  • St Michael’s Church, Cotleigh:
  • St Michael’s Church, Beer:
  • Exeter Cathedral, Exeter: 
  • All Saint’s Church, Dulverton:
  • St Mary the Virgin, Lynton:
  • Valley of the Rocks, Lynton:
  • St Michael’s Mount, Cornwall:
  • Braddock Church, Churchyard & Fields: Cornwall:

Our next quest was amazingly Quest 21 and so starting out in the direction of Devon and Cornwall, we travelled all day down country to Woodbury in Devon, just outside of Honiton; our base for the next few days. To start off our journey and explanation of the area, here is a taster in the link below of what was to come…

EXETER, DEVON: PLACES OF PEACE & PLACES OF POWER

 

EXETER CATHEDRAL & EXMOOR: OPPOSITE SIDES OF THE COIN: Two totally opposite ends of the spectrum are portrayed in the above video, filmed in the beautiful and largely unspoilt county of Devon.  Exeter Catherdral on the one hand is a vast and amazing building; a wondrous piece of architecture in fact; yet it is sadly a place of strange and very draining energies, experienced by all to one degree or another. I certainly got very zapped and depleted by the energies here, so much so i felt quite unwell upon entering the Cathedral and had to sit down for a few minutes to re-align myself…
Exmoor on the other hand is a beautifully stunning place of natural peace, beauty and tranquility, very reviving, very refreshing and the time we were there the sky was a clear blue with no sign of a chemtrail anyway in sight, with the air being pure and untainted; two sides of coin then. Interestingly too, no sign of any earth curvature on the 360 degree video we filmed up on Exmoor. The one very interesting discovery from inside of the cathedral was the depiction of ‘The Jesus’ from around the front of the pulpit, showing quiet clearly the Ninasian salute; feel free to wonder why ‘The Jesus’ is shown using this sign and just what exactly is ‘The Ninasian Salute’ and from whence did it originate….

The Ninasian Salute shown here <click on all photos to expand & enlarge>

Day One Friday 21st April 2017: St Paul’s Church, Honiton: Honiton is a bustling market town and civil parish in East Devon, close to the River Otter and the home of the once thriving lace making industry. The town grew up along the line of ‘The Fosse Way’, the ancient Roman road which links Exeter to Lincoln, of which Honiton was an important stopping off point with a mention in the Doomsday Book.

Although the heyday of the lace making industry was in the 17th century, Queen Victoria, who herself had many connections to the area, famously used Honiton lace on her wedding gown. The gown can be seen in all it’s fine splendour in the local museum next to the church; the actual dress itself being made in the nearby village of Beer. Lace making was introduced to the area by Flemish migrants in the Elizabethan era and although the lace making industry has greatly declined, there is something of a small resurgence as local people are encouraged to take up the craft once more, for fear of it dying out.

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

http://www.britainexpress.com/counties/devon/churches/honiton-st-pauls.htm

St Paul’s Church: which is right next door to the lace museum, which itself was once an old chapel, is very well kept and obviously loved by the local community but sadly has been much modernised and in the process of which, has lost some of its much older artifacts and items of interest to us upon this quest;  it has sadly lost it’s ‘energies’ too, although intrestingly there may, as mentioned in the video be interesting finds within the very foundations of St. Paul’s Church itself.

Inside and out of Honiton Church in Devon, showing ‘The Ford line’ connection too. Click on individual photos to enlarge.

  • The bloodline connection here is of Henry John Clarke (or variations of the spelling) 1900 – 1982 (Our Alek’s GGF)

See our link below for our account of St Paul’s Church Honiton & St Michael’s Church Farway

ST PAULS CHURCH HONITON & ST MICHAELS CHURCH FARWAY

 

St Michael’s Church and All Angel’s Church Farway: Hidden away off the beaten track, this beautiful church is well and truly secluded within the Devonshire countryside, and very importantly placed within our quests with the knowledge that those who are meant to find it will indeed do so. The church was built in the Norman period with a west tower added in the 15th century with a north aisle being added in 1682, though the entire church was rebuilt in 1877. ‘The East Devon Way’ long distance footpath runs directly past the church.

Farway Church & Graveyard, near Exmoor

There are many Templar and Freemasonic symbols within this church, which are a delight to discover and the whole church itself has an amazing feeling to it. The symbols significant here include the Rose Cross, the Red Rose, The Red Robes of the ‘Sarrui Sarru’ (King of Kings) and the Red Wings of the Archangels; red being the colour of blood, of the rose and of sacrifice and obviously very significant here. Also here we seee the ‘triskelion’ symbol with the daisys and the ‘leaves of hope’, both of which relate to higher Masonic chapters. The video above will show and explain more.

Templar & Masonic influences and symbolism inside of Farway Church

Local tales of interest are of a Humphrey Hutchins who was ploughing the land at the top of the hill when his plough turned up a crock of gold. He gave part of his miraculous treasure to the church to rebuild the north aisle. The field where Hutchins discovered his golden hoard is still known as ‘Money Acre’; sadly no sign of any further hoards while we were there. In the church yard are a pair of old yew trees. The largest of which measures 25 feet around its base and is thought to be 800 years old.

http://www.britainexpress.com/counties/devon/churches/farway.htm

  • The bloodline connection here is Sir Robert Clark 1773 – 1861 (Our Alek’s 4xGGF) but John Moyne is also an important character to research.

St Michael’s Church, Cotleigh: Cotleigh is a small, pretty village and civil parish near Honiton in the beating heart of rural Devon; it is the final resting place of the author John Green. Once again another of Devon’s churches to be found well off the beaten track, nestled in the heart of the most delightful and beautiful scenery that one could possibly imagine. People have been praying at this site since 500 BC and in it’s present guise is a traditional old fashioned English church. The church was restored with a rebuilt chancel in 1867 with local stone and flint rubble with Beerstone and some Hamstone detail; the tower is partly plastered with a slate roof and sadly most of the exterior detail has been replaced.

St Michael’s Church Cotleigh showing the Neville Shield, the Lilly Banner and the mystrious hidden vault in the grave yard.

The church boasts some rather unsual and stunning stained glass windows; non more so than those showing the ‘Chi Rho’ symbol in it’s full glory; the very first thing one notices when pulling up outside the shurch, we comment and expand upon further in the video, sharing the “Blood turn Black and Blood turn Blue” aspect that Priory and Craft folk will relate to. The fittings inside the church are not that old, yet some very interesting symbolism on the stained glass windows and an interesting church banner beside the altar depicting a lily, with strong hints to Sumerian connections and to the Alpha and Omega. There is also a modern version of The Neville Sheild hanging just inside the entrance. Outside in the grave yard we came across a rather mysterious hidden vault where in past times there would have been steps leading down to; now hidden by the hand of time and possibly mankind….

The stunningly beautiful and magical windows inside of Cotleigh Church – click on image to enlarge.

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

  • The bloodline connection here is Sir William Clark 1804 – 1861 (Aleks 3xGGF) and also Adophus Clark – a past rector.

See our link below for our account of St Michael’s Church, Cotleigh and St Michael’s Church, Beer

ST MICHAELS CHURCH’S: COTLEIGH & BEER

 

St Michael’s Church, Beer: The present church was erected in 1877 but a previous church had exsited on the site since about 1600. An even earlier religous building was thought to have stood here dating back to  1122AD when Beer and Seaton belonged to the Abbey of Sherbourn

St Michael’s Church Beer; in the ‘devils own’ village  (Click on photos to expand)

The village of Beer is traditional and lively with some fine old buildings full of character; it even has a stream running down the side of the main street and through it. Beer is nicknamed ‘The Devils Own Village’ and fascinatingly has many connections from it’s past history to the very devil himself. It is thought very apt then that the Archangel that threw Satan out of heaven should be the patron saint of the church itself and seemingly there are other ‘satanic’ influences inside the church, if one knows what one is looking for and explained further in the video. Again more Masonic influences here and some interesting symbolic windows and artifacts found within and also explained. As always, these churches, as are all the churches we visit, are found on ancients sites of ‘energy alignments‘ puposefully hidden aons ago within our planet.

Stained glass windows at Beer with connections to the ‘Bennu Bird’ and the ‘Wolf in Sheeps Clothing’ (click to expand inages)

http://pastremains.co.uk/stmichaelsbeer.htm

  • The bloodline connection here is Sir Edward Clark  1574 – 1623 (Our Alek’s 9xGGF) and Walter George Clark.

Day Two Saturday 22nd April 2017: Exeter Cathedral, Exeter: This huge cathedral in the heart of the bright and busy city of Exeter is properly known as the Cathedral of St Peter at Exeter; being an Anglican cathedral and the seat of the Bishop of Exeter, Devon. The founding of the cathedral is dedicated to Saint Peter dating from 1050 when the seat of the bishop of Devon and Cornwall was transferred from Crediton because of a fear of sea-raids. In 1107 William Warelwast, a nephew of William the Conqueror, was appointed to the see, and this was the catalyst for the building of a new cathedral in the Norman style.

Exeter Cathedral – click to enlarge

The present building was completed by about 1400 and has several noteable features including an early set of misery cords, an astronomical clock and the longest uninterupted vaulted ceiling in England. The catherdral is built in the Norman Romanesque style and the two towers and the lower part of the Nave walls survive the present cathedral. A major rebuild in decorated Gothic style was carried out  between c. 1270 and c. 1350, where the Norman towers were incoporated into this enlarged building as the North and South Transepts. It is a vast magnificant building yet i could not help feeling that when looking up at the ceiling, that i was trapped inside a very large extinct whale…..

The Neville Crest in situ can be seen placed in the right hand side of the catherdral when facing the altar.

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

  • The bloodline connection is once again that of ‘The ‘Nevilles’ particularily Garth Neville-Walford, Captain of the Royal Artillery who died 26th April 1915.

 

All Saint’s Church, Dulverton: This pretty little church is once again situated right off the beaten track in a small village in the heart of Devon. It has a timeless peace about the place and is set within the typically traditional English graveyard. This present church has been here since the early 1800, but before that the site had been in use for seemingly aons;  the use of which was a for a very different purpose. The church was almost entirely rebuilt in 1885 in Pependicular style, with the exception of the plain tower, of moorland character which is said to be or 12th to 13th century origin.

Beautiful Dulverton near Exmoor: Also in the church grounds is a very interesting and ancient way marker which no doubt has many a tale to tell…

There are many very interesting artefacts and histories within the church itself. The ‘bloodline’ connection here is that of the Neville and Cainan connection; the Cainan line which can be traced back to 7000 years ago, which together with some very fascinating archeolological discoveries under the actual church itself, made for a fascinating and worthwhile trip across the stunning moors.  The said discoveries were in the form of excavations beneath the flagstone floor of the northen aisle, which revealed a set of five stone steps observed via a ventilation hole. This set of steps led down to a blocked corridoor, the walls of which were painted white. Directly to the south of the central aisle a concave area of brick work was revealed beneath a row of pews. The curved brick work is very likely to be the top of a vault and if so may have formed the entrance to a crypt which extends across the central part of the nave. It may be that the vault and steps relate to an earlier phase of the church prior to the 1850’s rebuild. As an observation, we have come to realise and recognise that many of the churches visited on our quest do have hidden underground vaults, whether hidden on purpose or within the confines of passing time, i will allow you to decide, but often one need to be eagle eyed and awake to recognise the signs of ‘activities’ now well buried within time itself….

All Saints Church Dulverton

Most of the interior of the church is original and there are some very symbolic stained glass windows here depicting man’s evolution and a rather special statue of St Nikalaus complete, dare i say it, with horns; something that many of you astute readers will find interesting to say the lest. The Lady Chapel is dedicated in this instance to a male species. The tomb there, of the Viscount de Vesci, who died in the Great War, has an amazing amount of energy emanating from it and almost felt alive; in fact the whole area felt qute amazing. In the chapel itself are to be found the Templar Cross and the Fleur de Lyss and there are other artifacts within the church older than the church itself. Once again there is reference here to the ‘Ninasian’ salute and the ‘Sarrui Sarru’ (the King of Kings)

The stained glass windows at Dulverton Church

See our link below to find out much more on Dulverton Church

ALL SAINTS CHURCH DULVERTON

  • The bloodline connection is that of The ‘Neville’ and ‘Cainan’ connection

Day Three Saturday 22nd April 2017: St Mary the Virgin, Lynton: Sitting atop of tall craggy cliffs and overlooking, on this particular day, the most crystal clear azure-blue sea, St Mary the Virgin Church could possibly have the most stuuning and spectacular view of any church i have visited. We were so lucky when we arrived as we did not expect to be able to enter the church due to the lateness of the hour, yet were delighted to discover that a local meeting taking place was just coming to an end so were able to sneak in and take a few photos but sadly no video out of respect for the gentleman who kindly let us have a quick look around before locking up.

“…the most stuuning and spectacular view of any church i have visited”

Lynton itself is a small town on the Exmoor coast, settled atop of the cliffs above the harbour village of Lynmouth, connected to Lynton by the narrow gauge cliff railway. The beautiful church here on its commanding outlook across the bay has been enlarged and altered over the years, most notable in 1741 when the nave was build, yet the tower is mainly 13th century. Much of the rebuilding is broadly medieval in form, yet there is some good Art Nouveau detailing, including some combined with neo-Norman features. Many of the towns buildings were constructed in the latter half of the 19th century and the early part of the 20th century and befitting a cliff top seaside town, many of the streets up on different levels connected by alleyway and steps going up and down. Evidence of Iron Age activity can be found at the nearby Roborough Castle and the novel Lorna Doone was set in the Lynton area and their are many beautiful coastal walks and paths running nearby. Nearby is the spectacular Valley of the Rocks with it’s stunning views and mysterious tales of the werewolves to just waiting to be divulged and our next port of call. But before moving on we made time to simply stand and stare in peace at this ‘out of the world‘ view….

The interior of St Mary the Virgin Church at Lynton, once again showing the Neville Sheild and some beautiful stained glass windows

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

  • The bloodline connection is again that of The ‘Cainan’ connection

Valley of the Rocks, Lynton: Tales of Old Kingdoms and werewolves may seem to have fallen straight out of the pages of Folkelore and Fantasy, but are they? The Valley of the Rocks is a truly magical and wild place where these ancient tales of of old kingdoms and roaming werewolves really do come to life. It is situated just half a mile west of Lynton in Devon and is a vast scenic area of outstanding natural beauty, with coastal views unsurpassed and ferral goats running wild. There have been many reported sightings of werewolf activity up to the 1990’s which we talk about further in the video.

A spectacular sunset over ‘The Valley of the Rocks’ which is not quite as ‘natural’ as one is led to believe….

But most importanly and undocumted, the whole area was once a vast early kingdom for the Irish Kings, of which almost nothing has ever been written about; it was the actual landing place of the first invading kings from Ireland who thus settled here and left many traces upon the land. My first instinctual thoughts when driving into the valley, not knowing anything about it, was ‘wow!’ what an amazing castle; something that took me completely by surprise! When one looks around the area one can indeed see the remains of a large fortress, temples and many other buildings of ancient everyday life of which is explained in the video but of which nothing is written about. One can sense a great power and energy alignment here as the early settlement was built purposefully  on the site of ancient pyramids placed within the land, by by those who came first with intent and design, hence why it is such an important place. The pyramids are there for all to see and ‘feel’ yet hidden carefully within ‘plain sight’ and most folks will never know… One can certainly feel the energies and power here; it is indeed a very sacred site. Interestingly as soon as we started filming, what had been a quiet and deserted scene was now populated by a mixture of ‘listeners’ and ‘watchers’ seemingly intent on diverting us off the track as it were, though patience and stealth prevailed. Listen carefully to the video for further explanation.

Close up detail of the ‘Old Kingdom’ showing where once fine buildings and temples etc would have been

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

The stunning sunset as we departed reluctantly from this very sacred place & video below with previously untold tellings

THE VALLEY OF THE ROCKS & OVER THE SEA TO ST MICHAELS MOUNT

 

Day Four Sunday 23rd April 2017: St Michael’s Mount: After a beautifully relaxing, yet all too brief journey across the sea to St Michael’s Mount in Cornwall, we embarked upon the shores of the the beautiful and fairy tale world of St Michael’s Mount. The mount has many secrets to reveal to those who are willing to look and listen, secrets not ever documented in the present world of men…. In the meantime enjoy the ride across the waters in the video above. 🙂

St Michael’s Mount & terraced gardens over looking the ocean & a first glimps of the solitary unmarked cross…

St Michael’s Mount in Cornwall is a small tidal island in Mount’s Bay, linked to the mainland by a man-made causeway of granite, of which much of the actual island is made, and which is passable between mid-tide and low water. It is managed by the National Trust; the castle and chapel having been in the hands of the St Aubyn family since about 1650. The earliest buildings on the summit date to the 12th century. The mount’s cornish language name literally means ‘the grey rock in a wood’ maybe hinting to a time before the sea flooded and the island was cut off from the main-land with maybe many more tales that lie hidden within ‘folk memory’. Remains of trees have been seen at low tide following storms on the beach at Perranuthoe and radiocarbon dating has established the submerging of the hazle wood at about 1700BC.

Views from te summit overlooking the battlements & ocean – click to enlarge

Historically, St Michael’s Mount was a Cornish counterpart of Mont Saint-Michel in Normandy, France with which it shares the same tidal island characteristics and the same conical shape, in spite of it being much smaller, it was given to the Benedictine religous order  by Edward the Confessor in the 11th century. There is evidence of people living in the area during the Neolithic period, as important ancient finds such as an arrow-head and flint tools have been unearthed in the gardens on the island.  It is thought that the site could have been a monastry in the 8th to early 11th centuries and as said Edward the Confessor gave it to the Norman Abbey of Mont Saint-Michael. It was a priory of that abbey until the dissolution of the alien house, as a side-effect of the of the war in France by Henry V, when it was given to the Abbess and Convent of Syon at Iselworth, Middlesex in 1424, thus ending its association with Mont St Michael and any connetion with Looe Island, dedicated to the Archangel Michael.

The monastic buildings were built during the 12th century and in 1275 an earthquake destroyed the original Priory Church, which was subsequently rebuilt in the late 14th century and has thus remained in use. In 1755 the Lisbon earthquake cause a tsunami to strike the Cornish coast over 1,000 miles away. The sea rose six feet in ten minutes at St Michaels Mount, ebbing at the same rate and continuing to rise and fall for some five hours and it was reported that a great loss of life and property occurred along this Cornsh coast.

Inside the Abbey & Chapel on the mount – click each image to expand

A local legend states that during the 6th century, before a castle was ever built, the island sat upon what was once home to an 18 foot giant names Cormaran, who lived in a cave with his ill-gotten treasures from terrorizing local towns and villages. That is, until a young farmer’s son named Jack took on this gigantic menace, who had an appetite for cattle and children, and killed him by trapping him in a concealed pit, bringing down his axe upon his head. When he returned home, the elders in the village gave him a hero’s welcome and henceforth, called him ‘Jack the Giant Killer.

On the quiet terraces of the island that overlook the sea, and not writen about anywhere, is a mysterious single solitary cross; a reminder of an earlier time in our history, that to some is lost forever but to others is as alive and vibrant as it ever was. The cross is a direct bloodline connection to ‘Solomon Solamh’ and to those who choose to know, a further significant ‘Neville Stronghold’. So for the first time on our quests we have mention now of the Irish Bloodline connection and of how the ‘True Bloodline‘ came to these lands….

Our lasting thoughts of that day would be with that solitary cross, that if ever there were a place so profound, it would be that of St Michael’s Mount. Standing alone upon the mount and looking towards the ocean we see the solitary cross upon the mound.and to that we cast our eyes and thoughts to Solomon, to the of Solamh. Such that a place so sacred and treasured should always be. As the tides of time do wash the sands of history away, we see that the mound exists to share with those whom see it’s beauty beyond the mundane…

  • The bloodline connection is of the ‘Solomon Solamh, whos unmarkd cross is seen above’ and again of the enigmatic ‘Nevilles’

Farewell to a magical island

Braddock Church Braddock Cornwall: Churchyard and Fields: So here we were in the dead of night, on a night time quest to a very deserted and lonely church in Cornwall. Braddock Church is dedicated to St Mary the Virgin; the earliest parts of the building being Norman with a Norman font inside. This area is the site of the Battle of Braddock Down; a hard fought battle of the civil war which took place on the 19th January 1643. It was a crushing defeat for the parliamentarian army where many souls were lost. It is the site of the Cromwellian Defeat in fact. Braddock (or Broadoak) village itself is a civil parish in Cornwall which is situated about seven miles west of Liskard and five miles south-east of Bodmin. it is rural in character and is well wooded, especially in the north. The earliest parts of the church are Norman but an asle and a tower were added in the 15th century. The font is Norman and there are many good examples of woodcarvings in the church. Obviously it was the dead of night so unable to get in and see for our selves.

There are stories abound here of various manifestations in the churchyard and nearby fields, roaming vampires and connections to the werewolf tales at the Valley of the Rocks. and so we were here to investigate further; to see if there were any truths in the tales.

Although nothing untoward shows in the photos one does get a sense of the desolation & atmosphere here; amazed that anything came out at all…

It was very dark and challenging to film and the sense of forboding and negative energies felt by most of our party is very hard to convey on film, but one can hear the reactions of our party as we venture around the church, especially when we all heard the deep growling warning noise emanating from out of the darkness. One does get a sense of the darkness and desolation of the area too; both of physical and of a metaphysical darkness as the link below treis to convey….

Again not much on film but a very interesting experience at Bradock Church in Cornwall

HAUNTED BRADOCK CHURCH

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Braddock,_Cornwallmystery

 

the moors

We loved Devon & Cornwall, the peace, the beauty, the many tales and of course the truths…”

“The Grail Kingship is within the realm of impossibilities”

May 2017 “The Keeper of Scrolls”

QUEST NUMBER TWENTY:

  • RAUCEBY HOSPITAL: SLEAFORD
  • BASS MALTINGS: SEAFORD

RAUCEBY HOSPITAL SLEAFORD: On this occasion of Quest number twenty no less, the Priory Quest Team planned what should have been a fascinating night-time excursion to the deserted and haunted Rauceby Hospital in Sleaford, Lincolnshire. We had been to the area a few times before and knew Lincolnshire to be a very haunted county so always very worth a visit; the very land itself seems to be a keeper of many ancient secrets.  It looked to be a very exciting quest which we were all looking forward to. We found the site with no problems at all and although much of the old hospital land has been developed and is now a modern housing estate, there are a few buldings left including an old chapel, so we were anticipating a very interesting night. However sadly upon arrival it was very clear that all the remaining land has also been bought by developers and is now being built upon, so under heavy security measures and no way in.

 

No access on this occasion….

The bulidings that are left on the site are amazing; very big and intriging and set in a small deserted and very dark woodland setting, but sadly as said, are now totally surrounded by high security fences, so no way in at all for us Although from looking on youtube the urban explorers and other paranormal researchers always do find their way in!) It is sad that such beautiful buildings cannot be explored and appreciated anymore on any level…

 

Views of the old derelict chapel from beyond the security fence

Rauceby Hospital was originally called Kesteven County Asylum and is a now-defunct mental institution in the parish of Quarrington,  Lincolshire. Building work was commenced in 1897, the facility was completed and opened in 1902. After changing hands and names several times the main hospital building was closed in 1998 and abandoned for several years. From 2004 parts of the site underwent redevelopment to convert it into the  private housing tht now surrounds the remaining bulidlings.

So bsically what is now left include the deconscecrated chaplel, two graveyeards, a mortary and various tunnels under the corridoors, connecting the wards. In 1940 the building was taken over by the Royal Air Forcenand renamed as No 4 RAF Hospital Rauceby and it became a crash and burns unit under the control of RAF Cranwell. The South Lincolnshire Community and Mental Health Services NHS Trust closed the main hospital building in 1997 and it was left standing unused for a while; sadly left to deteriorate until David Wilson Homes began the redevelopement in 2004, which is how we find ot today.


So just a few snaps from the perimeter of the fence of the old chapel still there. It was quite a misty old night, very atmospheric and just right for exploring what the old buldings had to offer but sadly not meant to be. The good thing is we did find the site with no probs and got a good feel for the place with a shadowy walk around the woods too, so onwards and upwards to the next outing!   For those intersted further there are some amazing photos and videos on the internet probably from the days before all the high fencing was erected.

 

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

BASS MALTINGS: SEAFORD: We did have another site to visit on this night so wondered if we would have anu better luck there. The Bass Maltings in Sleaford, just up the road a few miles, is a large group of eight dissused maly houses originally owed by by the Bass Brewery of Barton upon Trent. They were constructed between 1901 and 1907 to Herbert A. Couchman’s design, and are the largest group of malt houses in England and are desgnated as a grade 11 on the National Herritage List for England. Sleafrd was the home for majot barley production and by the 1880’s was an important stop on the railways being an important part of the English brewing industry.

Again we found the site very easily and upon driving up to them in the dark, they towered way above the skyline and looked an impressive site to behold.Sadly again the securuty here was even tighter and we could get nowhere near; not even near enough to take photos and had to be content with views in the dark. As well as the towers there are also some workers cottages on the site which we could jusy make out.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bass_Maltings,_Sleaford

Both of these sites visited here are sites of major paranormal activity, seemingly much more than is usual and much has been captured on camera by previous investigators. Very sadly not for us on this occasion, so for what ever  reason was not meant to be. If anyone wants to look further there are some bery good clips on youtube. As always if anyone is interested in the quests or in Priory – please do get in touch

‘The Keeper of Scrolls’

March 2017

“The Grail Kingship is within the realm of impossibilities”

 

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 TWELVE: LINCOLNSHIRE

  • St Margaret’s Church Laceby
  • St James’ Church Louth
  • St Botolph’s Church Skidbrooke
  • St Guthlac’ Church Market Deeping

So after a small break, early September found us travelling all the way to farthest Lincolnshire; almost all the way to the Yorkshire borders in fact, on what was to be ‘Quest Number Twelve’. Traffic was bad, very bad and the journey was long and slow but this day, this quest was to prove to be very exciting and interesting indeed.

St Margaret’s Church Laceby: Laceby is a village and civil parish in North East Lincolnshire, situated outside the western boundaries of Grimsby and is an ancient place in terms of human occupation; being listed in the Doomsday Book in 1086. There is a Mesolithic flint working site to the North-East of the village, found in 1958 and finds of Anglo-Saxon pottery were discovered in Coopers Lane in 1969. Welbrooke Hill nearby, is the site of Roman pottery finds and there is an Anglo-Saxon cemetry just South of the village alongside Barton Street. Further Anglo-Saxon evidence can be seen in the remains of an Anglo-Saxon cross found embedded in the North wall of St Margarets’s Church. The oldest part of the church is said to be the lower third of the Tower; constructed in the twelth century. Among the many stained glass windows is a very small window, left of the main entrance, which depicts St Margaret of Antioch, of whom the church is dedicated to. She is depicted here with a dragon, which could denote strength and courage, or strength in battle or adversity. The other side of the doorway is depicted St John the Baptist.

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

St Margaret was a native of “Antioch” and the daughter of a pagan priest named Aedesius. imgp0142-1Her mother, it is said, died soon after her birth and Margaret was thus nursed by a Christian woman five or six leagues from Antioch. Having embraced Christianity and consecrated her ‘virginity’ to God, Margaret was then disowned by her father and was adopted by her nurse; she lived in the country keeping sheep with her foster mother (in what is now Turkey). Olybrius, Governor of the Roman Diocese of the East, asked to marry her, but with the demand that she renounced her Christianity. Margaret refused and upon her refusal, she was cruelly tortured during which, various miraculous incidents occurred. One of these involved her being swallowed by Satan, in the shape of a dragon from which she escaped alive when the cross she was carrying irritated the dragon’s innards. This tale is said to represent Margaret’s escape from her fathers false beliefs of paganism and of her being born anew by escaping from the dragon’s belly. However the account never the less was not taken seriously, especially the last incident which was descibed as “apocryphal and not to be taken seriously” and thus sadly she was put to her death; attempts were made to execute her by fire and then by drowning but she miraculously survived and managed to convert many spectators who were also  subsuequently executed, before being finally beheaded, in AD 304.  Because of this tale she has become the patron saint of childbirth, labour and pregancy. As Saint Marina, she is associated with the sea, which “may in turn point to an older goddess tradition,” reflecting the pagan divinity, Aphrodite. But how interesting that a church in England would take her name and that she would be it’s patron but even odder and more interesting still, she has patronage to Cambridge too; what a fascinating connection with furhter stories to be told….

‘The Blacksmith’s Ghost’: Solomon Fenner it is said, is still around the area of Laceby to this day. Around 1710 Solomon Fenner lived in the village of Laceby where he worked as the local Blacksmith, but although highly skilled and profesional he was not a rich man as such, yet neither did he live in poverty. He had previously served in the army of King William and King Henry on the continent, before returning home to Linconshire to take up his trade of which he had apprenticed for as a youth. He was known as a pious man who attended church each Sunday and whom gave a little of what he earned to the poor of the parish.

He never married but fell under the charms of one Rebecca Pettitt; a beautiful, witty young woman with long red hair and green eyes, who lived in the market town of Caister. It is said she had many suitors but her father Wiiliam Pettit; a greedy man who owned land and several shops in Caister, was determined that his daughter’s husband to be, would be one who would be financially advantageous to William.

And so it was that one day Solomon Fenner, was walking the country road to Caister and showed himself at the Pettit’s home, asking William for his daughters hand in marriage. William Pettit was furious that a humble blacksmith should ask such a question and thus angrily denied him and threw him out onto the street where something inside the normally gentle and pious blacksmith snapped. So knowing William Pettit to be a man of habit who regularily drunk and gambled with freinds at a hamlet near Cabourn, on a Saturday afternoon, Solomon made note. It was always late, lonely and dark when William made his way home through the Linconshire fens and the next Saturday night the vengeful Solomon was thus to be found waiting in the shadows….

When he saw the drunk and helpless William Pettit coming along on his own, he leapt out at him and bludgeoned him to death with a hammer. When his ‘red mist’ cleared and Solomon Fenner realise what he had done, he was filled with instant remorse and ran to the nearest farmhouse to confess to the sleepy inhabitants what he had done. When the body of William Pettit was discovered, bloody and battered, there was no doubt to Fenner’s confesion and so in due course he was of course hanged, as was the way in those times. Before his death it is said he wept bitterly, cursing his actions of that night, expressing fear for his imortal soul. His body was gibbeted on a hill near Cabourn overlooking the scene of his crime and to this day, if legend is anything to go by Solomon Fenner is still not at rest. For according to local folklore, travellers walking between Cabourn and Caister late at night will be approached by a tall and robust looking man, stepping out of the shadows to confront them. He wears dirty apparel and caries a blood-stained hammer in his hand. His red eyes do not lie; he has been weeping, yet he tells the travellers not to be afraid; he will do them no harm as he sadly recounts his story of his crime, adding that they must remember that all life is sacred and his punishment for forgetting this is to spend all enternity telling others of his crime…

We were unable to carry out any filming inside the church on this occason due to an afternoon ‘tea social’ and community gathering going on in the church, but we did manage to take some interesting photos which once again showed a great deal of Templar and Masonic symbolism and even from further beyond; symbols that are certainly not ‘christian’. Though sadly the church has very little of it’s former ‘energy’ alive to this day…

Masonic and Templar symbolism in St Margaret’s Church, Laceby, also showing a reference to the ‘Neville’ linage (click on images to enlarge)

ST MARGARETS CHURCH: LACEBY LINCOLNSHIRE

A short video taken from outside of St Margaret’s Church, Laceby; here you will discover the beginnings of the ‘Neville’ line and more references to the symbolism inside the church (as shown above in the photos)

Laceby as mentioned in the clip above is actually where the ‘Neville’ line originated; and interestingly our lead researchers 18th grandmother’s father has a connection here. People always asume that the Neville line started from France (de Ville in France); going back to Geoffrey De Neville who was actually granted, by King Henry 3rd on 26th Dec 1234, an act, was given permission for this area, the right to hold a fair on the 24th July, as anyone at that time had to have the King’s permission to do so. Interestingly though, for some reason the locals were not tuned into the history of their church…..

St James Church Louth: Louth is situated at the foot of the beautiful Lincolshire Wolds, at the point where they meet the Lincolshire Marshes; it is known as the Capitol of the Lincolshire Wolds. It developed where the ancient trackway along the wolds, known as Barton Street, crossed the river Lud. The town is east of a gorge carved into the Wolds that forms the Hubbards Hill. This area was formed from a glacial overspill channel in the last glacial period; the River Lud meanders through the gorge before entering the town. Various interesting archeology finds have been unearthed in the area including hand axes dating from between 424,000 ans 191, ooo years ago, indicating inhabitation in the Paleolithic era. Bronze age finds include a ‘barbed and tangled’ arrowhead in the grounds of Monks Dyke, Tennyson College. There is an Anglo-Saxon burial ground, northwest of Louth, which dates from the fifth to sixth centuries. It was  first excavated in 1946 and with an estmated 1200 urn burials is one of the largest Anglo-Saxon cemetries in England.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Louth,_Lincolnshire

This mainly fifteeth century parish church with the tallest medieval parish church spire in England, is the third building on the site here, succeeding the previous eleventh and thirteeth century structures. The chancel and nave were rebuilt in 430-40 but the very tall spire was not completed until 1515. This was the site of the Lincolnshire Rising, the first serious rebellion that threatened the crown which was followere by the Pilgrimage of Grace. These occurances were the results of the national discontent resulting from Henry V111’s taxation and ecclesiastical changes; sadly both rebellions failed and serious represions followed; the church then being swept clean of its richest, icluding the dismantling of the rood screen.

The unusual happening here is said to be of the appearance of the ghost of St. Hererith, the Bishop who died in 873, killed at the hands of the invading Danes and whom is also known as Louths ‘forgotten Saint’. Sadly due to being delayed by the trafic on the road on this particular day, the church was closed when we arrived so we were not able to prove or disprove any ‘tales’ but we managed some very useful video and photos from outside…

St James’s Church, Louth showing the tallest medieval spire in the counrty and an interesting sigil carved into the church wall; often know as the ‘Awen’ sign in the modern druidic world, more can be read about it here:-

To most people this symbol represents the modern day ‘Awen’ sign, yet the truth and meaning is very far removed as the symbol goes back much further in time; it was adopted with the re-birth of the so called ‘old ways’ in the 1960’s. In Templarism it actually represents the ‘three pillars’ yet in Priory something different again, where it goes back to it’s original roots.

Earth: Body & Love,
Sea:Mind / Wisdom,
Air:Spirit / Truth

The ‘Awen’ symbol is also said to represent ‘Inspiration of Truth’ and it is further suggested that without Awen (inspiration) one could not understand truth, so the original truths have stuck and been passed down. What is further interesting is the three rays (three pillars) also represent the universe in balance, meaning:

Left Ray:Female
Centre Ray:Balance
Right Ray:Male

One needs to attune to the three rays (or rather the ‘three pillars’) to fulfil their understanding of the world within them and all around them (the without)  (There is much more on the original metaphysical meaning of this symbol within Templarism in The Knights Bible found on Amazon)

Follow the link to our youtube channel for some interesting historical comments on the history of this spendid church and of its Knight Templar connection…

ST JAMES CHURCH: LOUTH,  LINCS

St Botolph’s Church Skidbrooke: This very interesting, hidden away, redundant Anglican church situated near the village of Skidbrooke, seven miles northeast of Louth in Lincolnshire is now under the care of the Churches Conservation Trust. This isolated church is nestled well off the beaten track in a woodland copse, in the heart of rural Lincolnshire and totally not what any of us was expecting at all… Upon arriving, the site was very open, the fields were bare and the harvet was in, all in all a typical scene of the English countryside. The apearance of the church on the horizon, as it looms from under its secret cover of lush surrounding trees could easily be mistaken for a very atmospheric and eerie film set and indeed tales of ghosthunters, witch covens and satanic ritual still freshly abound and entice to this very day. This once, and i can only assume beautiful church, is now a vast empty shell; a ghost of its former self yet strangely very beautiful and compelling. The stained glass windows and what were probably wonderful church fittings etc have now all been removed and yet the ceiling still remains fairly intact as do surprisingly some of the carvings and significant writings which we may learn about later.

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As said , an isolated church standing in the flat Lincolnshire marshes, St Botolph’s is early medieval, dating from the early thirteeth century with various renovations covering the Decorated and Perpendicular Gothic periods.This spacious building is composed of a nave with clerestory, north and south aisles, south porch, chancel, and an embattled west tower. The interior of the church is almost completely bare and unadorned, with unplastered walls letting the bones of the building show. The nave arcades are Early English, with wide, slender arches and nicely carved column capitals. The south arcade, built circa 1400, has it’s columns built up on bases several feet high. The tower arch is much narrower, in Perpendicular style. The church is constructed in limstone and brick with some rendering and the roof is in slate with stoned coped gables. Once inside it really opens out and has the feeling of a large hall; light pours in through the many glassless windows and the many fine arches all the way along the inside of the building hint at older different times. The piers of the arches are octagonal in construction representing ‘the eight points of perfection.’

 St Botolph’s; an abandoned yet beautiful chuch…..

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Botolph%27s_Church,_Skidbrooke

If the building is used for rituals and gatherings, and by the looks of things remaining and clues opon the ground, it most probably is, one can immedietly sense why; the whole place most certainly have a feel to it; an atmosphere not of this world. Skidbrooke has been the subject of much publicity due to reports of paranormal activity at the church. Several ghosthunters have reported unusual goings-on at the building, and the church was nicknamed ‘the Demon church’ after it became popular with groups of Satanists in the 1970’s and 1980’s. Visitors have reported seeing a ghostly monk on the site, seeing odd lights and hearing sounds of storms in calm weather, and hearing strange, unexplained noises at night. Also reported at the sight are the cries of screaming satanists, a headless knight and demons from a specific tomb, where it is said is an entrance to ‘dimensional changes’.

Some of the symbols still left in this abandoned church <click on any image to enlarge>

Follow the link to our youtube channel for a tour around St Botolph’s Church and hear of the scary tales old and new, of dark gatherings still taking place here…

ST BOLTOPHS CHURCH:  SKIDBROOKE, LINCS

We all experienced many different feelings here; feelings of the atmosphere changing, sensing the atmosheric presure changing, sensing hot and cold; in fact great activity all around us, feelings of breathlessness and tight chestedness. The ‘energies’ of the site constantly changed from knowing ‘others’ were there to a quite openly unfriedly, unwelcomed feeling; a deep and oppresive atmosphere that manifested in a physical way upon us. So certainly we were definitely not alone here but i get a true sense that the ‘guardians’ here are a tad fed up with it all and just want to be left in peace guarding ‘their truths’….. I myself loved the place and was very reluctant to leave, although it is not for the faint-hearted. I loved the whole experience of being there with communication from other dimensions, although some folks say that even today events of a ‘not nice’ nature are still practiced to this very day……

St Guthlac’ Church Market Deeping:  And so with nightfall well and truly upon us we arrived at St Guthlac’s Church in the pretty town of Market Deeping, for what was to be our first full night time visit. This church is largely fifteenth century and is the only church in Market Deeping, being part of the Church of England Anglo-Catholic tradition. On the south face of the tower is a very unusual sundial with ‘The Day is Thine’ enscribed upon it, while on the north face is a similar one enscribed with the words ‘The Night Cometh’; very compelling indeed… St Guthlacs is a grade 1 listed building that has been contiuously in use in Market Deeping for at lest eight hundred years. The site was clearly a centre of worship long before that as Anglo-Saxon religous masonry had been discovered in the grounds. It has a fascinating history, not only the building but also of St Gutlac himself. As we intend to return in the daytime for a more indepth look at this fascinating church; much more will follow…

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

Of interest to us is the fact that demons are said to roam the grounds and torment the living. Wandering around these church burial grounds at night, one certainly gets the direct sense of not being alone, of being watched and of experiencing very intense ‘energies’ in certain parts of the grave yard. Some of our team experienced hearing and seeing unexplained movements and sounds emancipating from certain areas, an orb was seen and also figures at the upper church windows when the security lights did not turn off. We did manage a few night-time photos and all will be continued….

In the graveyard of St Guthlac’ at night; look closely for the orbs….

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THE PRIORY INVESTIGATES: QUEST NUMBER ELEVEN

THE GARDEN OF ENGLAND

  • St Peter and St Paul’s Church Seal
  • St George’s Church Wrotham
  • St Nicholas’ Church Pluckley

An early morning start found us on quest number eleven and on our way to Kent; commonly known as ‘The Garden of England’ and one can certainly see why, as once off the ‘beaten track’ one is in wooded countryside, pretty little villages and amongst rolling chalk downs – a taste of ‘Old England’ to be sure and a lovely place to be for a day of questing.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seal,_Kent

ST PETER AND ST PAUL: SEAL. Our first stop of the day was this small medieval church, a grade one listed building, in the village of Seal,  just outside Sevenoaks. The church was built in 1243 upon the grounds of a former Saxon church and burial ground. It is a very quiet spot with stunning views right across the north downs. There is altogether a lovely peaceful feel to the church and graveyard; yet upon entering the church itself, many surprises await the eagle eyed Craft explorer, for this is a very Masonic driven English church…

 

A very peaceful and picturesque setting with stunning view across the downs <click on all photos for a larger view>

On entering St Peter and Paul church, one can see straight away over the main doorway, the figure of Boaz, from the two biblical figures; the two pillars, while inside the porch itself and the entrance are placements upon the windows of very masonic symbols; the square and compass, the tau within the philosophers stone, the keys, the sword (logos), emblems of blood sacrifice and blood letting and within the church itself many references to, and symbols of the Raised (third) Degree icluding the skull and crossbones.

Let our head researcher show you around and explain all the meaning of the Masonic symbolism for you (apologies for the noises from the wind outside)

ST PETERS & ST PAULS CHURCH: SEAL KENT

In 1874 a female apparition (Djinn) with a pair of garden ‘loppers’ was recorded as being seen frantically chopping the bushes in the graveyard, while in 1263 a faceless monk was seen from the now blocked over window, looking outwards. In 2015 a Seal man named Paul Gevauxx was jailed for commiting a double stabbing. One wonders just how these kind of incidents occur and what could have provoked someone to carry out such a crime as this… We ourselves (our team) whilst in the church experienced a few ‘happenings’ sadly not on camera though; seeing white lights near the organ, various loud bangings/thumpings and a white light near the original doorway.

See our second video link to explain further about St Peter and Paul Church

ST PETERS & ST PAULS CHURCH: SEAL KENT

 

 

St Peter and St Paul: A church  full to the brim with Masonic symbolism

The ‘family lines’  we were particularly researching today in Kent were:

  • Richard Neville 1674
  • Catherine Turner 1716
  • Robert Neville 1714
  • Anne Neville 1679

As shared in the above clip there ocurred a subsequent ‘family’ migration to Shipdham in Norfolk, where of course we have previously quested at.

ST GEORGES CHURCH: WROTHAM. The church is located on the ‘north’ side of a small square in Wrotham village, but sadly on this occasion the church doors to this little late Saxon/early Norman period church were not open to us, due to extensive electrical wiring renovations being carried out. The church was founded in 946 AD by Richard de Wrotham. We stayed awhile though strolling aroung the burial ground at the church itself and also the second graveyard just over the road, where many beautiful celtic crosses can be seen; obviously again carrying their fare share of Templar and Masonic symbols, as can also be seen around the outside of the church. The ‘family’name associations to be discovered here are as that in Seal, Kent.

http://www.kentarchaeology.org.uk/01/03/WRO.htm

 

Some of the beautiful Celtic crosses and other ‘non christian’ sybolism to be found in the pretty setting of St George’s Church in Wrotham.

By way of an introduction and a record of our visit, even though we were unable to gain entry, we did make a very short video – see below:

ST GEORGE CHURCH: ROTHERAM KENT

ST NICHOLAS: PLUCKLEY. This church, which is also a grade one listed building and is situated in the picturesque vilage of Pluckley, has been on the site in some form or other since Saxon times; the present church being some 900 years old, with Pluckley being a name of Saxon origin and record of the monks of Cantebury actually recording a church being here in 1090. As the village is so pretty and typically English one can totally see why the TV series ‘The Darling Buds of May’ was mostly filmed in and around this village.

 

The inside of St Nicholas showing the many brasses to be found on the floor, but especially pay attention to the beautiful ‘prophetic’ window with tellings of our earth’s future….

Of course the village and church does now have the infamous reputation of being the most haunted church and village in England; whether true or not or just folklore tales, one as usual has to make up ones own mind on the matter. The village though, certainly does attract its fair share of ‘ghost hunters’, especially on nights such as Halloween/Samhain. Among the ‘ghosts’ seen or recorded here are ‘The Highwayman’, The sounds of a ‘horse drawn’ coach, a gypsy woman or watercress woman, a ‘red’ lady and a ‘white’ lady and a monk; these are just a few of the many sightings recorded here so one can only assume that the Djinn are in proliferation here; maybe protecting much more than meets the eye… While we ourselves were here, we did experience a mysterious woman and a dog entering the church and then leave, but as the video below explains, Alek who was outside at the time, just near the door, witnessed no one what so ever entering or leaving the church….

http://www.mysteriousbritain.co.uk/england/kent/hauntings/pluckley.html

So while most visitors are seeking verification of ‘hauntings’ they are of course missing the whole point of why this church is really here; the reason why all the churches we are visiting are where they are, ie the placement of pyramids within the earth. From the actual church’s themselves, especially this one today; the real truths of existence and of life on this planet are here for all to see… The overiding theme of the day, from the churches we visited certainly seemed to revolve around blood sacrifice, blood letting and blood offerings; of offerings and the taking of ‘energy’ as told within the designs of the stained glass windows; presenting us with a lesser know yet true tale of ‘The Jesus’ and whom he really was; his true origins and the customs of his kin and how they fit into the ‘jigsaw’ of life on earth. We also see a future time in relation to this so called planet, spread out before us upon the magnificant window, messages from the past for all to decipher…

See the video link of this amazing and very special window to find out more:

ST NICHOLAS CHURCH: PLUCKLEY KENT

There were a couple of ‘hidden’ rooms, above the entrance porch and in the bell tower area which we did wonder about; why were they closed, why no public access? That was a bit of a mystery to us… then sadly before we had finished filming and taking our photographs, the present day ‘Keeper of the Keys’ arrived on the scene at this point in time, to lock up. However before she bade us farewell she did mention that the ‘hidden’ rooms were being refurbished as a visitors diaplay and historical centre, which was useful to know. Thus then our research for the day was cut abruptly short, though thankfully we had enough to gain much knowledge and insight.

See our Youtube link to the last video of the day at St Nicholas, Pluckley where more symbolism is revealed….

ST NICHOLAS CHURCH: PLUCKLEY KENT

The Days Thoughts and Conclusions….

  1. We know that the churches on the sites we are investigating are full of Masonic symbolism, but where did these symbols originate from in the first place?
  2. Why are the churches built upon sites where underground ‘secrets’ need to be kept buried from the people of the lands?
  3. We know that the ‘Djinn’ are very much in attendence at these sights but are they protecting or hiding something?
  4. We have learnt today of the exsistence of The Kolbrin bible and of the truths that it contains and the fact that many of the Freemasons scriptures do in fact originate from The Kolbrin.
  5. The windows are full of prophetic happenings; we saw the future history of our planet before us today bold as brass, as foretold in the Kolbrin Bible.
  6. We learnt of the truths and real life of  ‘The Jesus’;  of blood spilling, blood letting and of blood scarifice and that the giving and receiving of ‘energy’ is not what one is lead to believe.
  7. We now know that Mary Magdalene was indeed male; so what then of this realationship to The Jesus?
  8. We learnt today of the ‘family’ migration from Kent to Norfolk; the ‘Nevilles’ as always being very prominent ‘players’ in our quests;  the bloodline of whom goes back as far as Enoch.
  9. All the churches of all the quests attract the inquisitve public, the ‘ghost hunters’, the ‘paranormal investigaters’ etc., for all the wrong reasons. What better way then to hide a secret; hidden well, in the spooky tales of headless horseman, white ladies, monks, black schucks, knights, people with dogs etc. Smoke and mirrors and more than a little bit of misdirection; perfect camoflauge to hide the truths i would say!

August 2016

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THE PRIORY INVESTIGATES: QUEST NUMBER NINE

  • St Marys Church: Therfield
  • St Faith’s Church: Kelshall
  • Minsden Chapel: Chaplefoot
  • All Saints Church: Little Munden
  • St John The Baptist Church: Royston

Therfield Church

ST MARYS CHURCH THERFFIELD: This was to be our first port of call of the day, for Quest Number Nine; for what was to prove to be a very busy and fascinating quest. Upon arriving at Therfield Church one cannot fail to notice the proliferation of Templar and Masonic gravestones covering the burial ground, adorned with much  ‘Old Craft’ symbolism that we have now grown to expect.

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

An interesting church which was funded directly by the Fordham Family (one of our lead researcher’s pedigree lines). It is said that Edward King Fordham, (1750-1847) is the protector here (i.e. the Guardian of Secrets). There have been reports of his hauntings and of his ghostly apparitions here since 1853,  yet oddly they only started 6 years after his death.

A nice church, but a wee bit of a red herring for us and our quest…. Interesting though that the Vicar, Richard came over and took our head researcher directly to the grave of John Henry Fordham, who of course had connections to the masonic lineage, which is no surprise. Such a shame we did not have a chance to record here, as who knows what potential for EVP could have occured.

St Faiths Church

ST FAITH’S CHURCH KELSHALL: Situated in a very quiet corner of Hertfordshire, one hundred metres above sea level on the chalky Chiltern ridge, where the parish land sweeps northwards down to the well known Icknield Way. As is usual nothing can be seen of an earlier church building, but a late 14th century preaching cross still stands in the churchyard.

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

GK sheild

This is a ‘Key’ area of the Fordham Line, with major signs and placards very evident in the Church itself, to the Fordams. What was more interesting: The  K.e.y Line of our head researcher, (the Neville Line) which tracks back to Noah and beyond; i.e. the beautiful and inspiring ‘Grail Kingship Shield’ (shown here) hangs proud and high just within this church over the entrance. Built on top of a Saxon Church, but more importantly; encompassed by Pyramid Energy, also with great potential for EVP.

Note: Edward King Fordham is our head researcher’s 5 x Great Grandfather from the Fordham Line.

 

Please see our Youtube link to take a tour around the church to learn more about the Fordham line and the symbolism within the church:

KELSHALL: THE FORDHAM LINE

 

MINSDEN CHAPEL CHAPLEFORD:  So our next destination was right off the beaten track, literally in the middle of nowhere, where a bridle way is the only indication that something might be hiding in the woods. It was quite an uphill trek and a worthy battle with nettles and brambles; for this small chapel with a very fascinating history sits within a copse, atop of a mound overlooking the Hertfordshire countryside. From looking at other video clips of the chapel it is now a lot more innaccesable than it has been in previous years and very difficult to get to and even to see properly through the overgrowth of vegetation. It is now very difficult to see much of the chapel walls as leafy bushes and trees have now sprung up everywhere, obscurring the view.

First of all, it was interesting to note that the pub we had enjoyed a lovely late lunch in and which had been renamed, was the pointer we were indeed looking for and yet could not find; the Chapelfoot Farmhouse itself ! Now known as The Rusty Gun; not easily recognizable these days as areas look so different as the seasons move on.

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

Minsden Chapel was built in 1368, yet the mound (Hill) is more sacred and powerful than even Stonehenge… Reginald Hine, an historian from Baldock born 25th September 1883, knew of its significance and was burdened with the duty of sealing the area to stop evil spreading out. Signs of witchcraft and sacrifice are evident here today, so not a spot for the faint-hearted! There is a memorial stone somewhere on the chapel site for Reginald but i guess the ground covering was so dense it was not easy to find and we missed it. A site personally ticked off by our head researcher, whom vows NEVER to re-visit and firmly believes that it is best to be forgotten; for when the oceans rise it shall be returned to the sea from whence it came… A clear and definite presence was cetainly felt here with many tales of whispers unfolding and an atmosphere which gradually became denser, so much so that members of our team reported pressures on the front of their heads and headaches….

Important to note the ‘odd sign’ of warning of which Reginald wrote, upon receiving his lifetime lease from the Diocese:

 

TRESPASSER AND SACRILEGIOUS PERSONS TAKE WARNING,

FOR I WILL PROCEED AGAINST THEM WITH THE UTMOST RIGOUR OF THE LAW,

AND, AFTER MY DEATH AND BURIAL, I WILL ENDEAVOUR, IN ALL GHOSTLY WAYS,

TO PROTECT AND HAUNT ITS HALLOWED WALLS


How interesting too, considering that over and above the circular portal entrance is the out-mould of a strange human face forever staring down and keeping watch…

Take a look around the Chapel via our link below nd learn of some of its mysterious history first hand:

SACRED MINSDEN CHAPEL

 

As an interesting footnote, which goes along with not being welcomed by ‘The Guardian’ of the site, and the fact that the site is well and truly hidden under trees and is not mentioned anywhere as a place to visit…. while we were in a nearby carpark assessing how to find Minsden Chapel, a couple seemed to appear from a leafy footpath over the road that seemed to go nowhere in particular, yet complete with map in hand. They professed to know where we needed to go but strangely the directions they gave were not where the chapel actually was……

 

ALL SAINTS CHURCH LITTLE MUNDEN: After travelling across pretty countryside we next found ourselves at All Saints Church, Little Munden. We expected it to be closed as the hours of opening had passed by, so a search around the burial ground was all we were expecting but never the less we were in for a few suprises…

Little Munden 1

http://www.british-history.ac.uk/vch/herts/vol3/pp129-135#h3-0007

It is an interesting church, and although as said it was locked upon our arrival (given the time of evening at 7:30 at night), enough was experienced to confirm the placement of a ‘tablet’. We all heard noises and a voice from the lower chambers, just right of the church porch, together with a cold, very dark feeling energising fear, emanating from the bottom of the steep and crumbling stone steps. At the bottom of the steps and to the left where there was pitch blackness, one could just make out the shape of the iron bars of a (cell?) door and upon peering through them, there was total darkness and a strong sense of an utter foreboding; an all encompassing void, the nature of which can only be described as ‘not nice’ in any way and a wind above that blew in three different directions at the same time. Built in 1385, though the older structure was built in the year 897.

There are reports of  ghostly apparitions of Ralph Fordham; the protector, the Guardian of Secrets; see the link below…

LITTLE MUNSDEN: GHOSTLY HAPPENINGS

 

ST JOHN THE BAPTIST CHURCH ROYSTON:

Upon arriving at this church it was easy to see how it differed from the ‘out of the way’ villages we had previously visited on our quests. The church takes pride of place in this busy and well known tourist town;  it is set amidst stunning gardens and immaculate manicured lawns. The town itself is also well know for having two ancient thoroughfares that cross each other here; the previously mentioned Icknield Way and Ermine Street, also very well known. Most famously, it is known for The Royston Cave; which is said to have Knight Templar connections.

http://roystonparishchurch.org.uk/index.php/about-us/church-history

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Royston,_Hertfordshire

http://www.roystoncave.co.uk/

There is a connection here at this church to Elias Fordham (1762 – 1838), who is said to roam the grounds of this quite plain yet, interesting church.  What was of great interest to us was that William Henry Clarke whom we expected to be mentioned at the Church memorial in Shipdham, Norfolk, was in fact mentioned here at Royston, on the Great War (1914 – 1918) memorial just outside the Church…. This makes a direct connection between the Clarke and Fordham Lines that originate as such: the Fordham Line from Limerick Ireland and the Clarke Line from Plympton in Devon. No great surprise as Limerick to Plympton is not a major distance at all – just across the water in fact!

ROYSTON: ST JOHN THE BAPTIST, PEELING BELLS

 

 Royston War Memorial showing the Clarke family name and the church itself showing the very prominent ‘Entwined Serpent’ symbol (The emblem of the ‘Serpent Priesthood). Very interestingly displayed on a ‘christian’ church….

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THE PRIORY INVESTIGATES: BLACK SHUCK AND THE PHANTOM TRAIN

  • QUEST NUMBER SIX PART TWO

Black Shuck

  • St Martin’s Church Overstrand
  • The ‘Phantom’ Train
  • Black Shuck
  • Queen Boudica
  • Richard III

The next port of call on this particular day, after the very interesting time spent at St Andrew Church at Quidenham, where many revelations made themselves known to us, was to be St Martins Church at Overstrand on the North Norfolk coast, not far from Cromer. The main legend that prevails at this church is of a seemingly phantom train that is said to ‘whoosh’ through the very church itself…. but is it an actual train or something else? There was never an actual train line here so why would there be a ‘ghost train’ here? Well we hoped to find out.

Overstrand Church

The church is set in a beautiful churchyard with many shrubs and plantings and a seperately laid out area as a cremation memorial garden and also some beautiful carvings on the outside walls. The church does have an amazing history of survival, for the original medieval church probably fell into th sea, for in 1399 a patent was granted to build a church on the site. In the 18th century the aisleless church fell on hard times and after the roof collasped it was decided that a smaller church would best fit the needs of the parish. But by 1859 this smaller church no longer filled the needs of a growing community and popular holiday destination, so the old church was abandoned in favour of a new one built in the west of the same churchyard. The old church still survives but is now overgrown with ivy.

  Carvings from the outside of the church, the newer interior, plus a Richard 3rd       and a Boudica connection.

Further rebuilding ocuured in 1911 but this time using as much of the older original materials and artifacts from the old church which were still laying in the grass. Some of the older parts of the church such as the remains of the north porch were re-positioned and incorporated into the new design. The church does have a very ‘modern’ feel about it and is much plainer in decor than some of the other churches we have visited, yet the eagle eyed can easily spot the more ancient aspects of the church which date back to a much older time in history long before the present day church was built.

On the floor of the church, at the top of the main aisle are some very interesting carvings upon ancient stone slabs, which i am guessing may have come from the old church remains. Whether they mark the tomb of someone of prominience i do not know but the style of carvings on them are of a much older time, much much older than the present church and there are certain strong clues here that suggest  that one could even relate to Queen Boudica herself. The slab just below it is even more worn and again is probably from the original building. Even though it is very worn there is a strong suggestion that it is definitely connected to King Richard 3rd himself.

Let our lead researcher explain some more about the history of the church, the legend of the ghost train and Black Shuck and most importantly the connection to Queen Boudica, the Crown and to the sites previously visited – click on our link

OVERSTRAND: Black beasts & phantom trains

High up upon the church wall are to be found plaques to Richard 3rd and his wife Lady Ann Neville; not original as such but still very relevant.

     Looking through the original church doorway into the newer part of the building. Also shown is what is know as the ‘water mark’ from whence the priest would have obtained their holy water used for their blessings; their ‘water mark’.

Conclusions of the days visits: As always nothing is ever what it seems and one always has to dig deeper for the truths; there are those truths that we are able to know and those truths that are specifically hidden.

  • The resting place and chambers of Queen Boudicia, who she really was and her bloodline, are firmly hidden from the general public; one wonders why?
  • Even today much is still hidden within the vast areas of the English landscape, which no one normally knows about.
  • The ‘real’ and original monarchy of these lands had a purpose not written about in history books.
  • All the sites so far visted are connected and had ‘Guardians’ – why?
  • Why is Knight Templar and Masonic symbolism  found in all  these ancient churches and where did it really come from? What was the Templars influence in those days of old?
  • Sir Thomas Holland was obviously highly esteemed and yet his resting place has been ‘preserved’ out of sight with no record of him – why?
  • Once again we find that ‘secrets’ of the past are often hidden by building over the top of them. What are these secrets and why are they hidden?
  • A pattern is emerging of the connection between the prominent characters buried at all of these sites; a family bloodline is revealing itself….
  • Richard the Third played a very important role and is a big part of the developing jigsaw puzzle.
  • The old churches indeed have a tale or two to tell, but one has to look from a completely different angle for the tales to reveal themselves; often far removed from what the history books tell us…

celtic cross

We can not say for sure,  but this beautifully aged and worn Celtic Cross hiding in a far corner of the churchyard, could possibly mark the resting place of a member of the ‘bloodline’ we are researching….

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THE PRIORY INVESTIGATES: QUEST NUMBER FIVE PART ONE

  • GHOSTLY HAPPENINGS. STABLE BLOCK MURDERS.  EXPLORERS IN THE NIGHT.

For Quest Number Five we travelled almost all the way to the Norfolk coast to a small town called Little Plumstead, NR13 5FB, not far from Norwich, to investigate the old abandoned hospital; the old asylum which now stands derelict and has over the years gained a reputation for unusual happenings. Built in 1889, the hall and estate were under the ownership of a Major Ashley; the hall itself was built on the site of a previous building.

Main Hall 1   Asylum 2

The Main Hall and one of the many other buildings on the landscaped estate

Some of the reports of the happenings that have been said to occur here include:

  • Noises through the halls and stairwells
  • People crying in the kitchen area
  • Poltergeist activity in Lower chambers (Hydrotherapy area / Kitchens)

General Information: Little Plumstead Hospital was originally Norfolk’s principle mental deficiency colony. It was opened in 1930 and closed in the 1990s. Since then it has mostly been flattened to make way for a mega housing development. Part of the site is still live and deals with sexual offenders and another part of the site is a primary school. which is a bit of a combination  to say the lest… All that remains now is the main hall, 2 blocks for admin and workshops and 1 main admin block and a few smaller out-buildings.

In its boom Little Plumstead had 351 beds over 16 wards and a further 2 bungalows for children. Little Plumstead Hospital Colony opened in 1930 within the grounds of an 18th century estate, the buildings in situ were utilised and additional buildings were added up until the 1970’s. In 1941 the hospital was approved as a “Complete Training School for Nurses for Mental Defectives”. Partial closure came in the 1990’s with the demolition of part of the site for the construction of residential houses. Sleep studies have also been documented here, using patients admitted to the hospital.

The main hall was lived in by Major Ashley, before it was sold to the Government in 1929. Ashley was then employed as a Caretaker and when the hospital opened, he trained and became a Mental Nurse.

main hall 2 (1)

 General view of the rear of the Main Hall, where Major Asley lived, showing just what a beautiful building it once was

Mr Allen Pratt was in charge of farming and his wife was in charge of the dairy. The Pratt’s lived in cottages in Water Lane.  In 1951, the Government further purchased Blofield Hall, a mere 1 mile from the hospital, so to expand its operation.

Hall 1930

The Main Hall 1930

Of further interest: In World War 2 some of the houses belonging to Joe Wiley on the green were hit by a bomb and one man was killed.

In November 2014 HRH The Earl of Wessex made a visit to Little Plumstead and spent time with Lord Bishop of Norwich, the Rt Revd Graham James.

On this paticular occasion we were sadly not able to gain access to the buildings which are now being redeveloped into apartments by a local person, and the whole area and buildings are now securely borded up, however ‘urban explorers’ have been able to access the building by ingenious means but very sadly much damage inside and theft have consequently taken place. Yet not to be detered we were able to find an entrance through the barriers that surrounded the Main Hall and do a little a filming directly outside the main hall.

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LITTLE PLUMSTED ASYLUM: NORFOLK

 Some of the renovation works now being carried out to the rear of the buildings where once the stableblock stood.

Renovation 1   Renovation 2

Mysterious Stable Block Murders: Just across the main entrance road, stood the original stables for the entire estate; there are reports of murders that actually occurred in the stables themselves, these murders happened quite some time before 1889; way back in 1613 to be precise, when the first murders occurred in the stables at Little Plumsted. Not much will be found anywhere about this sad event unless one digs into the archive records. Yet it is in the actual stables, situated across the road from the main hall where the murders of two farmhands occurred. Strangely no one was ever found or caught for the murders, but interesting to note that both victims were found to be laid out in a rather ritualistic way.

Since this occurrence, going back to the 1600’s and whilst the building was still a stable block, it was reported that every night the horses were heard to be frantically whinnying and neighing while inside the stables, in a very terrified fashion. There was seemingly no apparent reason why they should be terrified, for back in the 1700’s as it was, this was a very remote area. Yet when the local farm hands arrived to see what was wrong with the horses, the minute the door was opened the horses were amazingly calm again with no sign of any disturbance. This all went on for about five years until it was decided to smash the stables down and build anew there.

In addition to that, there is a further interesting story to what has happened at this site in the past; a past which has now been literally buried. We all know that the best way to hide something is to build something on top of it; the further reality as can be seen here, is that if buildings are not maintained thy go into dereliction and ruin and over time start to crumble and fall. It is interesting to note that there has been various planning permissions put forward in respect of Plumstead Hall, for turning it into residential housing, apartments and even at some point to turn it into some kind of community centre; yet every single planning application that has been made for Plumsted Hall in Little Plumsted has been refused; which only begs the question why?

Redevelopement and present day ‘explorers’: Our head investigator then managed to have a very interesting talk with a local guy named David who seemed curious as to what we were doing. David, as it turns out is a neighbour, he informed us, of the guy who has now actually bought the property here; ‘Cripps Development’ to be precise and who plan to turn the building here into apartments. It is infact Daniel Cripps, David’s said neighbour who now owns the building; a grade two listed building in fact, so obviously some great work is now being carried out on the site.

David went on to explain that almost every night the hall is besieged by break-ins, thefts and by whom are known as ‘urban explorers,’ who enter the building on a regular basis, He said it is very it is very difficult to keep them out. Sadly they and the thefts have caused a great deal of damage to the building and its fine fittings inside and have taken off a large part from the front stairwell; the bottom ten or twelve feet infact have been removed and thus it all hangs precariously….

Our head investgator went on to add that also a lot of people have visited the building due to the many myths and legends of various ghostly happenings and that many people do visit the site thinking that there is some kind of electric chair inside! Of course anyone who knows anything about electric therapy will know that it would have been conductors, attached to sponges, placed on either side of a patient’s temples, whilst they were lying down in bed here in the hospital; thus nothing whatsoever to do with an electric chair; so another bit of urban myth and legend, all adding to the mystery of the site. One can ot help but wonder how many of these strange happenings a re still going on today and what the new occupants of the swish apartments will make of it all….

 

                              Some of the beautiful architectural features of the main hall.

NB…  Sadly since we visited we havebeen contacted by one of the Urban Explorers, who has seen this write up and informed us that this beautiful building due to be redeveloped has been mysteriously raized to the ground by fire. A sad event indeed which one can only speculate about but the photos here are a lasting testament to a once wonderful building.

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