We went down to Hereford last week. When I'm somewhere where I'm not sure of my bearings, I take a picture of the street where I'm starting out - I find it helps you to find your way back.
We were near to Hereford Cathedral. The wrought iron and
the architecture were just amazing.
A heavy studded wooden door from the Cloister Cafe led out into a small courtyard.
A saint in the garden - but I don't know which one. An ancient stone too.
We went back through the narrow passage way to the library. (Not allowed to take photos in there) But we saw 13th century Mappa Mundi - Map of the world as it was understood then. Went through the chained library. The books were chained on the shelves by their spines. Learnt a little of the history. The cathedral had been built as a dedication to St Ethelbert who was beheaded by King Offa.Hereford Cathedral link can tell it better than I can.
We wandered down into the crypt. Stone cold in Hereford
We were told how the cathedral had flourished on the wool trade. The colours of the wool displayed in a glass case were beautiful.
As were the stained glass windows.
We stood on the bridge and watched the rolling waters of the Wye
in the November sunshine.