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Meadham Kirchoff. London, 21/02/12
The Meadham chaps’ wonderfully choreographed spectacle wowed the crowd and left everyone with a :-) on their face. See our backstage video and tonnes more snappy snaps here.
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Welcome to Temple Bruer, the only Knights Templar tower still standing in the UK. I spent 6 weeks working on my own in this fascinating but extremely spooky place. The tower is situated in the farmyard of a pretty isolated Lincolnshire farm. I was there to document and trace the numerous masons marks that the medieval masons had left on the ashlar blocks. Bearing in mind that these geometric designs have been overlain with 900 years of grime and graffiti it was an interesting job. My first day saw bright sunshine and a warm breeze and I set to work. After about half an hour the sun disappeared behind the clouds and the tower interior became oppressive, cold and downright frightening. To set the scene a little more there is a medieval grave stone lying on the ground floor and there is a very dark and narrow spiral stairway up to the first floor. The floor was almost completely covered with butterfly wings which told me that there were bats in residence. The most frightening thing of all was the howling. It started quietly and then worked up to a frenzy. At this point I felt I had to get out. As soon as I reached the top step outside the sun came out and The howling stopped. I then realised, as the first dog tore towards the steps, that the farmer had released his hunting hounds. For the next ten minutes the hunting hounds circled the tower and even came up the steps. I was terrified. As soon as the hounds retreated back to their kennels I decided to call it a day. Next day the sun was shining and I was armed with a portable radio. This gave the tower a much lighter and happier atmosphere. I managed to get lots of work done on both floors over the next 3 weeks but never once saw a soul there, even though there were fresh entries in The visitors book each morning. On the third week a heavy, oppressive atmosphere once again crept into the tower and I found that I couldn’t bring myself to go up the spiral stairs. My feelings of dread got so bad that I could only go into the tower accompanied. I recently got the call to say that new interpretation boards that used my research had been installed in The tower so yesterday I went for a look. It was great to see my work on the boards but those feelings of dread were still there. Even though I’ve read an ancient archaeological report detailing a ‘walled-up’ skeleton I would like to know what sad events have led to the atmosphere in this place. If you ever get chance to visit the tower It’s well worth it… but do try to go on a sunny day!The Art of Levitation 14/52 on Flickr.
The Art of Levitation in a Templar tower