Even though I was born into a church-going household I rarely enter one on a Sunday anymore but give us a lunchtime in the week and I will! Last week W and I popped into one of the few Octagonal churches in London, St Dunstan in the West on Fleet Street.
It was nice to pop in and have one of the ladies from Churchwatch to show us around and give us a bit of information on the church (it’s worth checking out if any churches in your vicinity have lunchtime tours as it’s more informative that walking around on your todd). There was a tale of boys from Westminster School putting out the flames of the great fire of london with buckets of water when it threatened the church in 1666. It’s got a famous clock, an altar screen from a monastery in Bucharest as it’s home to the Romanian Orthodox Church in London and Samuel Pepys has supposedly visited here back in the (sabbath) day. What more do you want in a church?