Wandering again

Well, as spring springs, and the beautiful sunshine makes the world a brighter place, I'm back to wandering.

An old haunt, St John Findon, in its picturesque setting, and most of the blossom already gone. The wild primroses out in force and the daffs a little past their best.

The service, a simple communion with the Murray setting and hymns, always appeals. Today it was taken by my former colleague, (now Rev) Colin Cox. I had forgotten he was attached to the parishes and when I was told it was "Colin" taking the service, thought nothing about it.

Organ case on the west tower wall
The organ, an unlovely-looking thing, skulks in the rafters of this fine and unusual church, which makes it awkward to photograph.  Sound-wise, it is a little on the reticent side, apart from the Trumpet, which is not subtle. The Swell stops are slightly louder than the Great, too. It has a 16' Open Metal, unusual for a village church. The Swell box is to the right of the gold-ish pipes, on display.

Tuning it, with present safety regulations, is expensive, because the 1963 idea of "just use a ladder" is now illegal, meaning that a tower has to be hired, which more than doubles the cost of the tuner's visit. It was overhauled about 3 years ago, but since they have no titular organist no use was made of the opportunity to change a couple of things (substitute a Fifteenth for the 2' Piccolo for example).

The people are friendly, and they're investing in real coffee machines soon!

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