A visit today to another of Suffolk's lesser known monastic houses - Old Leiston Abbey, not to be confused with the large ruins of New Leiston Abbey located several miles away
Abandoned in 1363, the original site of Leiston Abbey was deemed too marshy, but the Premonstratensian canons maintained a chapel there whose ruins became a defensive fortification in WW2
There are lots of questions about Old Leiston. Is the ruin the old monastic choir? Or a later building? Where exactly was the old monastery? And why is New Leiston built in such an archaic style?
New Leiston appears to be a rare example of 'gothic neo-gothic'; a medieval building deliberately built in imitation of an earlier style. Is it trying to be a replica of what was once at Old Leiston?
Anyway, here are some Konik Ponies grazing on front of Old Leiston
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An unfashionable view I hold is that history is the study of the past.
I understand what historians mean when they say they don’t study the past; that history is the study of sources created in the past, and that we never have the opportunity study the past directly because it is always filtered through the limitations and interpretations of sources
But it’s hardly unusual for the object of a field of study to be something that can’t be studied directly through first-hand experience. And to say, in effect, that I can’t study the past without a time machine seems to me an excessively strict exercise in semantics
One of the most remarkable stories in the history of European diplomacy is surely that of Vincas Balickas, a Lithuanian diplomat who arrived in London in 1938 - and ended up in post, without any chance of relief or retirement, for the next 53 years... 🇱🇹🇬🇧
In 1940, less than two years after Balickas arrived in London, his country was occupied by the USSR, but the UK permitted a Lithuanian legation to remain at 84 Gloucester Place and diplomats from the occupied Baltic states retained diplomatic status
As time went on, however, Balickas's Baltic diplomatic colleagues began to pass away, and by 1981 Balickas was the only remaining survivor of diplomats representing the pre-War Baltic republics, and the longest serving foreign representative to the Court of St James
Looking forward to the events organised by @LTEMBASSYUK and @PolishEmbassyUK today to celebrate the 230th anniversary of the Polish-Lithuanian constitution of 1791. So great was international interest that an English translation appeared in London soon after ratification 🇵🇱🇱🇹
Even though history overtook Poland-Lithuania and the constitution barely came into force for more than a few months, it's hard to overestimate the importance of Europe's first written constitution, which sought to rationalise a chaotic commonwealth rather than overthrow the past
The constitution of 3 May was indeed revolutionary in the sense that it was radical and forward-looking, but it represented a very different kind of revolution from the bloody convulsions that were then shaking France
Suffolk has an interesting and complex shrieval history. The Abbots of Bury St Edmunds exercised shrieval authority in medieval west Suffolk while Norfolk and Suffolk had a single sheriff - but he exercised authority only over Suffolk's 'geldable lands' - about 1/3 of the county
The geldable lands were what was left when you removed the Liberty of St Edmund (west Suffolk) and the Liberty of St Etheldreda (a large area around Woodbridge subject to the monastic priory of Ely)
(To further complicate matters, the Abbot of Bury also exercised shrieval jurisdiction in the town of Bury, but that was an entirely separate legal jurisdiction)
I get so excited about Epiphany. I know for many people it's just another day, but for me there's something so... well, MAGICAL about a feast that celebrates the vision quest of a fellowship of mysterious wizards
Epiphany was big in the household where I grew up because it's my sister's birthday, so we had our own traditions; my parents made three enormous cardboard kings (which had to be periodically replaced...) and put my sister's presents under them (with a token present for me!)
Coming down to the Three Kings on Epiphany morning was almost as exciting as waking up with stockings in the bed on Christmas morning, tbh