Suffolk, England

John. That's my church. You never fail to amaze. Went to Sunday School there. Pumped the church organ, rang the bells and helped my uncle to dig graves; the village men used to take turns.  Many of my ancestors are buried in the churchyard. I went to my aunt's funeral there in February last year; the last of my father's generation. It was a clear, sunny morning and the sunshine through the stained glass East window created a glorious picture.

Great pictures of Gisleham Church. Thanks for showing them here. I climbed that tower many times in my younger days and I learned to ring the bells once the war ended