After a stressful week of cramming Latin nouns and verbs into my tiny brain, and with the knowledge that the next few weeks hold equally as much deadline-fuelled fear, I remember with fondness the self-contained, quiet isolation of the Cisterican monks. Where hidden away in the peaceful beauty of the Yorkshire countryside was Byland Abbey, which a handful of monks once called their home.
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| Byland Abbey, West Front with rose window. |
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