St Edwards Church in Stow of the Wold

Okay, well unfortunately I'm in Stowe now and then on the way home, but I'll pop in, if I can, I'll pop in on Friday. Otherwise, as soon as I can. Alright, this is going to be an extremely hard one. Where am I now? I'm going to give you a hint. The Battle of Stowe was fought here, March 21st, 1646. Alright, I'm waiting for the guesses. Alright, here we are. And after the Civil War of Stowe, the prisoners were kept in this church. They killed 200 of the Royalists in the village square and 1500 were stored here. Probably not the most Christian thing to do. Here is a memorial to it, the Battle of Stowe. 1642 to 1646. It was on March 21st of 1646. Over here, the charter house. Amazing view. And here we are. And these are the burial grounds. Here we go, going inside. Alright, here we go. We're going in. Okay. Wow. Alright, I'm on the inside now. We just walked inside this old church. I think it was called St. Edwards. And it was interesting because all the pews have the kneeling pads. And they're all made, they're all crocheted. I have no idea how old they are. Amazing. Say that again? What is the story here? All of these individual seat and kneeling pads belong to the individual families that came to this church. And then they would use them? Yes. Wow. They owned them. Oh, look over here, Bob. So these are the coat of arms? What do you think? Wait a minute. What is that for? I don't know. It always gives you a certain feeling of reverence when you come into a historic building like this. And you see all this and know that for hundreds of years people have come here. And this is the church organ. Look at this thing. Here's my hand. It's huge. There's a little welcoming sign. And here's the rest of it here. And let's rock and roll. That must be just an amazing sound that comes out of it. This church, according to Lynette, if you read some of the records, was started in the year 708. They have marked references for 928 or something on it, but they believe it was actually 708. Wow. I don't know. Also, his wife who died. I think it's funny the way they say that. Yeah. That's misogynist. Wow, look at that. It goes across in memory of Susanna, wife of John Bullock, of this parish, who died July 2nd, 1850, and of John Charles, their son, quartermaster of Sartre. The national cart of beaters. New Zealand. This is in the entranceway here. Welcome to our father's house. Oh, hi.