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Lincoln Cathedral

Saints, gargoyles, Kings and imps, mix, match and mingle. The beatific and the ogres hang over slate roofs like drunks at closing-time. The stone-masons were subversives, they must have drunk on the job, yet Remigius de Fécamp, Bishop Alexander, and St Hugh of Lincoln all signed off on this unholy riot. Fire and earthquakes only encouraged more irreverent flamboyancy. Gradually `Mary Mother' took over the house sweeping granite spiders out of the atrium, boxing the ears of errant goblins, yet much medieval and Gothic dangle remain. The sheer effrontery of it all, all those capricious aberrations, lead us to believe, not so much in God, but the immensity of our rebellious and disorderly minds.

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