Newest Review: ... in the corner of the gardens, the low gargoyle sitting just over my head. Here is where the Abbey ruins start. Not 'The Abbey' because there are so many parts of that left to see, but the jagged, soaring, flint ruins of the church. Against a blue sky, these are both a reminder of how some things last indefinitely, but also how somewhere so established can be gone in the blink of an eye. The archway has been shored up with new, paler, bricks and if you look around the scattered stone there are still handcarved stone bricks and one of the column capitals from the pillars sat in the walls of the path. The new signposts have finally given ... more