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I’m thinking this is Ely. Would I be right? Long years since I have visited there.
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Most definitely, one of my favourites, a beacon in the marsh
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It is a beautiful catherdal, in a beautiful setting, though greatly changed since the days of Hereward.
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Will he too awake in time of strife like Arthur down towards my neck of the woods
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I’ve not heard that he will. As far as I know, his grouse was with the Normans, and with good cause. 🙂
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And his partridge with the Franks I assume
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I think he lost it to a pear tree after he threw his lot in with the Danes (I guess he hoped then to bring home the bacon; an action more rasher would be hard to find.)
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And did you know his family owned estates at Courteenhall in Northamptonshire near where I currently reside.
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I knew he came from around about that area. There’s an erroneous notiion that he came from the Fens, just because that’s where the ‘end’ action was. Though I do confess I haven’t read much about him. I do know that Robert Malet’s father died in the conflict. Which may not mean much to you but I researched the family and its connections for a history project a few years back.
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