These connection were what undoubtedly led to the church’s expansion in the thirteenth century. The chancel of the old Saxon church was remodelled and used as the base for today’s tower, its ground floor space used as a chapel. The old Saxon nave was relegated to the status of a south aisle to the Early English style nave and chancel built to its north. The chancel still has its Early English lancet windows, the triple arrangement at the east end having, for their time, unusual cusped heads. Later windows of varying styles have been inserted, as you might expect, and a belfry was added to the tower in the fifteenth century, but otherwise very little has changed here since about AD1300. It doesn’t even have electric lighting!
The church has that indefinable “atmosphere” of antiquity that is so beguiling. But its treasure is not in its architecture but in its Doom painting. Readers of these pages ought to have seen many examples, perhaps the most fascinating being at St Thomas, Salisbury. Their purpose, of course, was to scare the bejaysus out of the population with graphic scenes of the horrors of damnation meted out to the sinners at the Dreadful Day of Judgement whilst the “saved” were marched off in self-satisfied columns by the angels to the sedate timelessness of Heaven*. The usual locations of such paintings - amongst the most entertaining art found in our churches - was above the chancel arch towards which the congregation’s eyes could hardly avoid being drawn. The ancient and rather oddly-shaped thirteenth century chancel archway here, however, would not have been an easy or very large canvas upon which to show these delights so at Oddington they decided to paint it on the north side of the nave instead. Its survival is something of a miracle. In the middle of the nineteenth century the church was more or less abandoned in favour of the new church of the Holy Ascension within the modern village. The wall painting had been whitewashed but was thus spared the maniacal zeal of the Victorians to strip the plaster back to the bare stonework. The restoration of 1912 revealed the paintwork underneath the whitewash.
*Being a rather naughty boy, I am always amused by the words of Edmund Blackadder before he became England’s most ungodly Archbishop of Canterbury: “Heaven is for people who like the sorts of things that go in in heaven - singing, talking to God, watering pot plants. Whereas hell is for people who like other sorts of things...”
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