20th March 2926
This was the last day, a day of cleaning and packing.
My attempts of getting a bonfire going to dispose of the pile of debris from the garden tidy up, was not very successful. I scratched around for things to start the fire. I had a couple of cardboard boxes that should have worked.
There was a lot of smoke to begin with, but there was a lot of green stuff, making it hard for the fire to take hold. A couple more attempts proved equally unsuccessful, but I was successful in creating a smoke cloud that hung over the valley like a damp cloth.
Ryan came up in the evening baring a fish and chips supper.
I don’t think he was impressed when I started talking about the complexities in the design and building of Bath Abbey. It was built in a time when basic construction details were pretty limited, and this fascinates me, “How did they build that?” Is my mantra, and I guess not everyone shares the same interest that I have.
He did challenge me to dig deeper and research what has been documented, but like most history it can only go back so far. I have lived with this building since I was a child, it still fills me with awe every time I look up.
The architects were Robert and William Vertue back in the early 16th century, although it was originally built back in 675AD. I love the history, but what intrigues me is how information was transferred to the army of craftsmen. The whole building exists full of fine details, all those lock together to form the structure we all see today.
However it was done, is a testament to the brilliance of the person, or persons that conceived it.