A friend of mine from Bury, sometimes finds himself sitting outside the Anglican church in Edenfield, on the outskirts of the town, heading towards Burnley.
He finds that the church and its surrounding gravestones give him the right sort of space for reflecting on the serious things in life.
Think that the church tower here may date back to the 14th century:
The church is a mightily impressive building.
My friend isn't a formally religious person, but he still feels some kind of sacred space here, it's a special place for him.
Where time stands still, and he gets away from it all.
Not sure if he realises it fully, but he probably senses some kind of religious echo up here, a sense of a better time.
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