Saturday, 8 August 2015
Brixton Deverill, Wiltshire
Next stop another Deverill and another lovely solid Norman font. This one was brought here (one hopes for safekeeping) after the occupants of Imber were chucked out of their village by the Ministry of Defence. I think during the war they were led to believe they'd be returning, so I guess the font was moved some time after that, once hope had evaporated.
It's magnificently chunky and uneven, and decorated by a big band of chevrons. Mr Pevsner calls them arrowheads which I suppose is fair enough, but I like the word Chevron. It was peaceful here. The door opened straight into the west end of the church. I couldn't help patting the font fondly as we left; it's very organic.