Better Late Than Never

My apologies to those who were expecting this blog last Friday, I had a technical problem with some pictures and had to substitute the topic about the tulip fields. All is now restored and we have images of three events on or about Good Friday.

Each year on Good Friday Christian congregations in the coastal town of Sheringham hold a united service in the town square and then several volunteers carry a full sized cross up to the top of a local headland called Beeston Bump.

They go up at quite a lick with seemingly endless energy. We, the more sedate and elderly either go up in advance with several breaks to get our puff back or toil in their wake weighed down more by our over indulgent breakfast than our sinfulness.

 On top of the hill, as an act of witness, the cross is erected clearly visible from miles around.


Also on Good Friday those who for the past few days have been taking part in Pilgrim Cross (what used to be called Student Cross) arrive in Walsingham at the end of their journeys.  

Crosses begin at various points in the UK and they are carried – in some cases for up to 7 days before they reach their destination at the Shrine of Our Lady at Walsingham.

It is something of a joyful reunion for all who have walked many miles – this year at least in good weather.


On Easter Saturday a Passion Play was performed in the centre of Norwich by members of the Saltmine Theatre Company.  This is street theatre at its most dynamic. Jesus arriving in front of St Peter Mancroft Church on a bicycle was the interpretation of Jesus descending from the Mount of Olives on a donkey.  

The last supper turned out to be 12 portions of fish and chips from the local shop – eagerly consumed by the cast. Judas, of course was a popular and inevitably a likeable character (which he probably was). Priest villains were dressed in black. I enjoyed the interpretation of Pilate – complete with grey suit suit, smart shirt and tie!

The crowd scenes were in fact crowds of shoppers – that was clever – all the cast had to do was to stop them shouting for Jesus instead of Barabbas, who to be honest looked sleazy!

There was live music, plenty of drama and a realistic interpretation of the crucifixion with iron railings keeping the crowd away. It was noisy – it was different – but shoppers in the city centre couldn’t just ignore it.