Lazy bastards' church

[yen_powell]

In 1311 lazy church goers had complained so much about trudging through the muddy and flooded fields to attend St Dunstan's church that they were granted a chapel of ease to attend instead on condition that they still attended St Dunstans' on religious holidays and paid for its upkeep.

In 1327 King Edward III granted a piece of land 'in the middle of the King's Highway,' where the chapel was founded as daughter church to St Dunstan's.

And in the middle of the road it still is, wedged between the two alternate sides of the A11 more commonly known as Bow Road, with the Bow flyover pushed up against the back of it. The road is 170 feet wide overall at this point.

Despite working in the borough for 37 years, I have never been inside the gates. Today I thought, today's the day.

I crossed the road over the cycle super highway for those cycling bastards I hate so much and took a picture through a gap in the fencing of the abandoned public toilets as I know Pete likes stuff like that, then a quick piccy up Gladstone's nose.

I entered through the main gate, there are 4, but two are blocked by plant pots to stop parishioners running out across the road. I would like to say all was peaceful inside, but it wasn't the traffic was making a hell of a racket.

I decided to see what was on the other side before trying to go inside. Spoiler, the door was locked, untrusting Prods, think you're gonna steal everything.....you don't get that with the Catholics.

 

 

 

 

[yen_powell]

Hairy Grave alert

 

Got the back gate, the lawn runs on to the central reservation of the Bow Flyover, which runs over the Bow roundabout, which sits over the Bow underpass and the River Lea.

[yen_powell]

Left the church and carried on to the yard where my bike was parked, cut through the alley at the side of the nunnery art gallery and then went via Jebb Street. It was in this very street in May 1986 that I parked my CX500, removed my holed jeans, boots whilst hopping about on the pavement and put on trousers and shoes to go for my job interview in the town hall around the corner.

The very pavement where the locals were treated to the sight of my infamous pants.

Finally walked past the Bryant and May match factory, now a place for the well off to live behind big burly security guards. The old water tower had a missile battery placed on it during the Olympics, in case any bad men tried to fly a jet in to the games. They did it without telling the bloke who had the flat underneath, who was a journalist and splashed it all over the press.

The factory was the site of one of the first industrial strikes, when the match girls came out over wages and conditions. Google 'Phossy Jaw' to see how bad they had it, but not just before your lunch.

 

Finally, a bit of Buckster porn, Bow Bus Garage, the former tram shed.

[Earache]

Love ride reports that show a lot of the local scenery. Thanks for posting!

[XTreme]

Great stuff Yen!

Pity you didn't climb down and check out the abandoned bogs though!

[Pedro]

38 minutes ago, yen_powell said:

 

This is what everyone in Portugal sees in their minds when you hear of a house in London.

 

 

 

Love the old cemetery with the trees, feels like a time bubble inside a city that grew modern around it.

[yen_powell]

25 minutes ago, XTreme said:

Great stuff Yen!

Pity you didn't climb down and check out the abandoned bogs though!

If it was one of ours I could get it opened for a look, but being on a red route it's in TFL's hands.

The one I did go down in petticoat Lane is being tarted up soon I heard. There's a fence around it at the moment.

[XTreme]

4 minutes ago, yen_powell said:

The one I did go down in petticoat Lane is being tarted up soon I heard.

Is that the one you got the pictures of?

That's going to be a dirty job for somebody!

[skyrider]

3 hours ago, yen_powell said:

In 1311 lazy church goers had complained so much about trudging through the muddy and flooded fields to attend St Dunstan's church that they were granted a chapel of ease to attend instead on condition that they still attended St Dunstans' on religious holidays and paid for its upkeep.

In 1327 King Edward III granted a piece of land 'in the middle of the King's Highway,' where the chapel was founded as daughter church to St Dunstan's.

And in the middle of the road it still is, wedged between the two alternate sides of the A11 more commonly known as Bow Road, with the Bow flyover pushed up against the back of it. The road is 170 feet wide overall at this point.

Despite working in the borough for 37 years, I have never been inside the gates. Today I thought, today's the day.

I crossed the road over the cycle super highway for those cycling bastards I hate so much and took a picture through a gap in the fencing of the abandoned public toilets as I know Pete likes stuff like that, then a quick piccy up Gladstone's nose.

I entered through the main gate, there are 4, but two are blocked by plant pots to stop parishioners running out across the road. I would like to say all was peaceful inside, but it wasn't the traffic was making a hell of a racket.

I decided to see what was on the other side before trying to go inside. Spoiler, the door was locked, untrusting Prods, think you're gonna steal everything.....you don't get that with the Catholics.

 

 

 

 

Yen powell would be into that underground crapper there is one in southport and they have made it into a fancy resteraunt