This is the 3rd post of our mini Norfolk series. If you’ve missed the last two, please click here and here. Thank you!
Right after we visited Norfolk lavender farm, we headed off to Castle Rising which wasn’t too far from the farm. A bonus since we wanted to visit as much places as we can in a day.
Castle Rising is a medieval castle which was first built in 1138 by Norman lord William d’ Albini for his new wife, the widow of Henry I. Later in the 14th century, it also became the home of Queen Isabella, another widow and who also supposedly murdered her husband King Edward II. Ah these royals and their secrets and scandals.
I love old ruins, the older, the better. I just can’t wrap my head around the idea that a building has been standing all these years. I touch the walls and wonder what it was like in the medieval times. What were their lives like? What were their thoughts, dreams and fears? Do you wonder the same too?
You approach the castle from the side and it is located on a hill. I believe many years ago, this was probably the site of a medieval village surrounding the castle. Like many, it is surrounded by a moat, but it’s currently a dry one.
And there it is, Castle Rising in all it’s glory and there’s little T on the ground, contemplating how it was like centuries ago.
Can you imagine Queen Isabella entering the castle, dressed in her finest gowns and jewellery. Upon entering that door, you step into a concrete stairs leading into the castle.
Can you see how much it has been restored? All these years and these steps and walls are still standing.
This is the first room you step-into from the concrete stairs. Of course, what is left are only walls and no more ceiling.
Apparently, when the ceiling collapsed (don’t know which century), they had to dig into the walls to create a hallway. See how thick the walls are:
Little T had fun exploring every nook and cranny of this medieval castle.
Surprisingly the rooms on the top floor were more restored than the ones below.
Do you think Queen Isabella whispered to these walls and admitted her guilt? I don’t think it’s ever been established whether she killed the king or not. It’s one of those royal mysteries that’s never been solved.
And outside, T also had the chance to explore the site of a Norman chapel that actually even predates Castle Rising.
Too much exploring can tire out even an energetic little girl like T.
Do you enjoy exploring medieval castles too?