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Up Cerne

Hidden among the downs about a mile from Cerne Abbas is the small parish of Up Cerne, a place the world has passed by. Even the main road to the county town avoids it. Writing in the 18th century the Dorset historian John Hutchins writes of an unremarkable church  and a depopulated parish.

The small parish church stands close to the manor house. It dates from the 15th century but what we see today is largely the result of a Victorian restoration  in 1870. Over the porch entrance is the Madonna, the font is square, 12th century and Norman; the pulpit is Jacobean.
 
The gabled manor house was built using stone from the remains of Cerne Abbey and was granted to Sir Walter Raleigh, who sold it to Sir Robert Mellor around 1624. In the 19th century a fire seriously damaged the interior and more recently there have been many alterations.

In addition to the little church and the fine manor house Up Cerne has a few cottages and a babbling stream all working together to make this a very pretty village.

Forde Abbey

One miserable morning nine centuries ago a group of despondent monks were trudging forlornly through the village of Thorncombe on their way home to Waverley Abbey in Surrey, a place they had left almost a decade earlier. They had spent the intervening years at Brightley in Devon where in 1136 they established a Cistercian Monastery.

Following the death of their patron Richard de Brioniis and finding the land at Brightley was too barren, the monks abandoned the project and decided to return to their home Abbey. As they passed through Thorncombe they met Adelicia de Brioniis who listened to their tale of woe and told them she was the sister of their patron. Adelicia honoured the wish of her late brother and offered the monks the use of the Manor of Thorncombe and a site by the River Axe at Harescath (Cleveland says: Heresbath), later known as Forde. In that same year the Abbey was re-founded and within seven years the Monastery of Forde Abbey was built.  Boswell says: “it is generally understood that a part of her design was, to make it a place of refuge for those whom the war between the Empress Matilda and King Stephen might have ruined.” The monastery flourished and for four centuries it was well known as a seat of learning.

Abbot Baldwin, the third abbot, had been Bishop of Worcester and from 1184 until his death on the 19th of November 1190 he was Archbishop of Canterbury; he had only been in his role as Abbot of Forde Abbey for a year before his death. King Richard the Lionheart sent Baldwin ahead to the Holy Land; he was present at the fighting with Saladin at Acre, where he fell victim to pestilence and died.

John Devonius was the fourth abbot from 1191 to 1214. He was said to be one of the most learned men of his day and he was confessor to King John. He wrote Sermons on the Final Verses of the Song of Songs a work that has been passed down through the centuries and is still in print today – even being available from Amazon!  Abbot John had previously been Prior at Forde before going to Bindon Abbey at Wool. He died on the 21st of April 1214. Forde Abbey became a wealthy foundation and by the 14th century owned some 30,000 acres of land.

The last abbot, Abbot Chard, was appointed in 1521. He set about restructuring the fabric of the building and spent all the available monastic money repairing and restoring the existing Cistercian building and completing some extensions. The dissolution of the larger monasteries came in 1539, Abbot Chard, after delaying the surrender of the monastery at the end, opted to quietly hand Forde Abbey to Henry Vlll. Chard then became vicar of Thorncombe, a position he held until his death in 1543.

The Abbey and its lands were leased by the Crown to Richard Pollard. During the next century there followed a succession of distant landlords. It was in this period that the Abbey Church, all 190 feet of it, was lost; stone was stolen and the abbey vandalised.

 Then, in 1649 salvation for Forde Abbey came when it was purchased by Edmund Prideaux, who transformed the building into a private home. Prideaux was Member of Parliament for Lyme Regis and a supporter of the parliamentary cause; he became Oliver Cromwell’s Attorney General.

In 1659 Edmund Prideaux died and was succeeded by his son, also Edmund. One night in 1680 Edmund played host to the Duke of Monmouth, an innocent entertainment that was later to cost him his freedom and nearly his life. Five years later after the Battle of Sedgemoor, when James ll defeated Monmouth’s Protestant rebels, Edmund Prideaux found himself suspected of having supported Monmouth. He was arrested and imprisoned in the Tower of London and the notorious Judge Jefferies demanded £15,000 to avoid an appointment with the hangman and secure his pardon. He returned to Forde Abbey where he lived quietly until his death in 1702.

At Edmund’s death the estate passed to his daughter Margaret and her husband Francis Gwyn, who was to become Secretary of War to Queen Anne. They and their descendants lived at Forde Abbey throughout the 18th century and created the gardens. John Fraunceis, the last of the Gwyns, was unable to afford the upkeep of the house and gardens and rented the Abbey to Jeremy Bentham.

Bentham was a radical philosopher and is known to have entertained some of the greatest minds of the day here including; John Stuart Mill; David Ricardo, the economist, and Sir Samuel Romilly, the legal reformer.

John Fraunceis Gwyn died in 1846. The Abbey’s contents were sold and the house and estate was purchased by a Bristol businessman, John Miles, who reportedly lived in five rooms, letting the rest of the building deteriorate.

In 1863 Forde Abbey was saved again and saw a great revival of its fortunes when it was purchased by Mrs Bertram Evans. She passed away in 1894 when Forde Abbey passed to her son William Herbert Evans and he left it to his cousin Elizabeth, who with her husband Freeman Roper moved into the Abbey in 1905.

We would not usually trespass much nearer to the here and now but mention should be made of the fact that when Elizabeth Roper died in 1943 the responsibility for caring for the house and estate passed to her second son, Geoffrey and his wife Diana. Geoffrey Roper lived at the Abbey for close on eighty years; he added the arboretum and planted many of the woods. Nowadays, Forde Abbey is clearly a treasured and well managed property. More recent developments have included the establishment of an acclaimed herd of Devon cattle.

The public can visit the estate, as architecturally there is much to see. The most interesting parts of the Abbey are Abbot Chard’s tower and the Great Hall with its original carved panelled ceiling, which was his refectory. The monks’ dormitory and the grand staircase and its ceiling are the work of Inigo Jones. The Chapel was originally the monastic Chapter House; the 16th century Perpendicular east window of Abbot Thomas Chard and the pulpit and panelling added by Inigo Jones are a delight, as is the famous Mortlake tapestries from Raphael’s original cartoons for the Sistine Chapel in Rome.

Thorncombe

The village of Thorncombe is situated close to the border with Somerset and Devon in an area of outstandingly beautiful countryside. The Cottages lining its hilly streets appear to have more in common with Devon than Dorset, which is not surprising as until 1843 the parish, a part of the Axminster hundred, was in Devon. The village is recorded in Domesday as Tomecone and was held by Viscount Baldwin de Brionne. The name derives from the Saxon torn and cumb meaning low ground where thorns grow.

The church is new, built in 1867 on a site about 50 yards north from the old church, largely from the rubble of its predecessor that was demolished eighteen months earlier. The old church, in common with many other ancient churches, had over the centuries been so patched up as to make it unrecognisable from the original design and character of the church first dedicated by Bishop Brewster of Exeter in 1239. At the time of its demolition the old church consisted of a west tower, home to a chiming clock and five bells; a nave; north and south aisles; a chancel and two galleries.

Commenting on the demolition of the old church, a local newspaper report of 1867 says; “The Old Church at Thorncombe was a great antiquity and possessed many features of interest in connection with the ancient faith. It must have been endeared to the parishioners by a thousand sacred associations and we can hardly suppose that its entire destruction can really be the source of unmixed pleasure. The reasons assigned for the destruction of the church are that it has been allowed to fall into so dilapidated a state as to be beyond repair, and that, without the hideous galleries, which it was wisely determined to remove, sufficient accommodation could not be obtained.”

St. Mary’s had served the parish well, although as early as the late 18th century there were rumblings of discontent about its condition and inability to accommodate all the parishioners (apparently a quarter of them could not get in). The new church was designed by J. Mountford Allen of Crewkerne. Included in the new building is a fifteenth century brass representing Sir Thomas and Lady Joan Brook of which Pevsner says: “The best brasses in Dorset.” The present church houses five bells and has a restored 16th century pulpit with linen-fold panelling. The vicar’s pew includes early 17th century panels and figures. Just outside of the village there were two dissenting chapels: the Venn Chapel and the Ebenezer Chapel; we believe both are now private residences.

John Bragge, a member of the Sadborrow family, was rector here and a royalist sympathiser. He was fined so heavily by Cromwell that he was unable to perform his duties towards his parishioners. On his death the post was left vacant and the villagers had to petition Parliament; as a result the Reverend Samuel Hood was the rector here from 1761 to 1777. His two sons Samuel and Alexander both rose to become Admirals.

Thirty-three men from Thorncombe were sought after by the notorious Judge Jeffries for their part in the failed Monmouth Rebellion during the 17th century, though few of them were captured.

The ruins of a fortified manor house, the home of the Brook family, can be found in the hamlet of Holditch; another hamlet within the parish is Hewood. The hamlet of Laymore is the site of a former flax works. In the 18th century Thorncombe was involved in the wool trade and lace-making industry. As these industries moved away the population that had stood at about 1,500 declined; the 2001 census produced a population figure of 714 for the parish.

Also within the parish is Sadborow, a country house of neo-classical design set in a small park, built between 1773 and 1775 by John Johnson. By far the most interesting and important building here is Forde Abbey, which will be the subject of a separate article.

Edwin Childs (1859-1934)

Mrs. Mary ‘Polly’ Roberts (1857-1935)

Families were large, wages were small and life was a struggle for the working classes in Victorian Britain, especially in rural communities. The well-being of the family often depended as much on the resourcefulness of the wife as on the hard labour of the husband. Mary Roberts was born into the Wareham family of Iwerne Minster and as she grew up her mother instilled in her all the skills and virtues to be a good wife and mother.

She was born Mary Eliza Wareham in 1857 at Iwerne Minster, but known as Polly. The daughter of agricultural labourer Benjamin Wareham and his wife Sarah, she was the sister of William Wareham about whom we have written elsewhere on the site. (see: William Wareham 1860-1961 in the Real Lives Category). During her teenage years she spent a little time in Battersea, London, with Joseph Aldworth, an Irishman, and his Dorset born wife Ann, whose mother was Irish.

In 1878 at the age of 21 she married a young man from her village named Frank Roberts. He was employed as an agricultural labourer on the Iwerne Minster estate, though in the early days of their marriage they lived at Shroton (Iwerne Courtney), until a cottage became available on the estate. Here at Till Hayes Cottage, they lived for many years. Polly and Frank had twelve children including two twin girls; sadly one died aged one year and the other aged 12. They also lost a son to the First World War. Later, when her eldest girls had left home and gone into service, Polly took in two homeless children. Later, she brought up her orphaned granddaughter, who wrote warmly about her grandmother:  “This patient, kind woman lived the religion she professed every moment of every day, day after day. No matter how demanding and exhausting her own troubles and household duties, she made it her Christian duty to go to help, freely, anyone in the village who was ill or in need.”

Life was a constant struggle for the lowly paid agricultural worker and his wife. Their little bits of furniture were mainly the work of Frank Roberts who, though not a carpenter, had a talent for woodcarving.

They kept chickens, a pig and grew their own vegetables. Each year after the grain had been harvested and with the farm Bailiff’s permission, Polly took the children into the fields to glean the ears of corn left on the ground; this was fed to the chickens. For a while the family had a goat that, by all accounts, was quite a character and fond of slipping his tether and trotting off to meet the eldest lad from school.
 
On occasions the family was so hard-up Polly had to keep the younger children away from school because they had no boots to wear; footwear for a family of twelve was a big item to come out of the family’s small budget.  Her granddaughter tells of Polly walking the twelve miles to Blandford and back to buy boots for the children and recalls: “one evening on her way back from Blandford Polly decided to take a short cut across a field at Steepleton. It seems she fell over a cow that was resting peacefully in the darkness.”  We don’t know who was the more surprised – Polly with her upturned pram or the cow!

In those times of austerity Polly was rarely able to serve meat to the family, except when the family pig was killed and at Christmas when the estate owner gave his workmen a joint of beef. In the kitchen, hanging over the fire a large pot of stew would be cooking: it was made by boiling some bones with vegetables and dumplings.

Always having to think ahead, Polly would make as much jam as she could during the season from the plentiful fruit in her garden. She would make large apple dumplings and boil them in cloths in the copper. Her granddaughter tells us:  “she made what the children called ‘stirred in’ apple puddings,” that were made the same way. She had a small bread oven but often took the bread, wrapped in cloth, in a wheelbarrow to be baked along with her sister-in-law’s loaves. The family could only afford to have butter or margarine on Sundays. At the start of a meal each child had to eat one thick slice of bread as a filler before being allowed any jam or dripping.

Saturday was a particularly busy day for Polly. She cleaned and dusted the Baptist Chapel, did all her own housework and cooking and made sure all the mending was complete. Scissors and needles were put away on Saturday night as were all tools. Polly laid out everyone’s best clothes and polished all the family boots and lined them in a row ready for Sunday when all the family would attend all of the services at the Chapel.

During the autumn of 1905 there was an epidemic of diphtheria.  Polly’s husband, two of their boys and three of the younger girls were all ill. Day and night Polly nursed them all but the family lost the second of the twin girls.

Polly would be the first to help others in difficulty: she was present at most births and deaths in the village, acting as mid-wife, nurse and friend. This was before the network of District Nurses was set up. Those she helped often sent gifts of second hand clothing to her cottage and, as she could afford to buy new clothes only occasionally, she would get busy with her needle and scissors, altering these gifts to fit the family. Although poor, her children were always turned-out neat and tidy. She took in sewing and washing from the gentry to subsidise her meagre housekeeping allowance and to make ends meet.

Polly was often heard to say: “Where there’s a will, there’s a way” and “Waste not, want not,” was another of her favourite expressions, as was: “Shan’t let myself be beaten” and she rarely was. This ingenious and resourceful lady confronted the trials that a hard life sent her way. She was a good woman, good mother, good wife and she taught her children to reverence God and to pray.
 
At the age of seventy-two, having been a widow for fourteen years, this
wonderful lady became worn out with physical effort and took to her bed, where she lay ill for six long years, attended by two of her devoted daughters.  Mary ‘Polly’ Roberts passed away in the spring of 1935.

The Passing of a Village Store

Today we lament the closing of our village shops, forgetting it is we who are ultimately responsible by choosing the supermarket. The demise of the village store is not a new phenomenon; it has been happening over many years. This is the story of a little Provisions Store in the village of Fontmell Magna and the people who ran it until it closed about sixty years ago.

It was not unusual for small village shops to be a part or corner of a cottage. What is unusual about this shop is it had no shop-window in which to display its wares, just a glass-fronted entrance door above which was a shabby little sign reading “E. BECK, PROVISON STORES.” The thatched cottage, judging by the solid grey-stone and faded bricks, some of them built into a herringbone pattern, dates from the late seventeenth to early eighteenth century.
 
We know from the 1841 census the cottage was occupied by George and Sarah Hart and their one-year-old daughter Anna. George Hart was a cordwainer (a shoemaker) who would walk 40 miles each way to Bath to collect leather for his business. The following decade was eventful for the family: George opened a bakery on the premises and during this time three sons and two more daughters were born.

In those days Fontmell Magna was a busy place familiar with toil and enterprise for it had a vibrant local economy. People were employed on the estate and in the woods, as well as in the brewery, malthouse and foundry.

Few cottages could boast any baking facilities. Cooking was usually done in a large iron pot suspended from the ceiling by a chain over an open fire on the hearth. Everything went into the pot: swedes and turnips from the fields joined garden vegetables and bacon from the family pig. Occasionally a rabbit or a hare might add to the feast and some might even have known the taste of venison. Poaching was not unknown in these parts.

The Harts were an enterprising family. The 1861 census confirms George Hart continued to repair footwear and make boots, helped by his 16-year-old daughter, Kezia, who is described in the census as a shoe binder, while his older daughter, Anna, made straw bonnets. Sons George and Samuel, respectively 18 and 14, were employed as agricultural labourers.  The youngest children – Mary, Stephen and Frederick were still at school.

The 1871 census reveals that sixty-year-old George is concentrating on his shoemaking business and is leaving the running of the bakery to his sons Samuel and Stephen, who are assisted by their sister Mary. During the next decade there are further changes at the bakery, which expanded and was selling provisions. Ten years on, George is back assisting his son Stephen with the bakery as well as working a five acre farm. George’s wife Sarah passed away in 1883 aged 71.

It was not unusual for people to bring to the bakery their cakes, tarts, pies and their meagre joints to be baked in George Hart’s oven. Over the following few years it is likely the young daughters of Tom and Jane Beck would have been sent to the store on errands for their mother and for two of them the bakery-come-village shop was to play an important part in their lives.

At the age of 80, George was still making boots and farming his five-acres. Stephen Hart is 39 years of age and, still a single man, he had sole responsibility for the bakery and provisions store. George Hart passed away in 1898 at the age of 87. About this time another bakery opened in the village.

With the advent of the 20th century, Stephen is running the bakery and shop alone; his brother Frederick, a tailor and a widower, is living with him. Stephen is an officer of the village Methodist Chapel.
 
The Beck family were also members of the Chapel. Tom Beck and his brothers John and Joe and his nephew Charlie from Iwerne Minster would lead the carol singers as they went round the village. Tom also played the cornet and was the unofficial village barber, charging a penny a trim; in the winter one of his daughters would hold a candle for him. Tom was employed as an estate woodman.

In 1901 Tom and Jane’s daughter Emily, who was born in 1877, was working away from home at Bournemouth, where she was a domestic servant in the household of an Auctioneer and Estate Agent. Her sister Bessie, who was born in 1882, is still living at home with her parents in their little cottage beside the millpond.

When Emily returned to the village she became Stephen Hart’s housekeeper and moved into his cottage and soon became involved with the running of the provision store and sometime after 1911 she became Stephen Hart’s business partner.

 When Stephen passed away in 1927 Emily decided to close the bakery side of the business and concentrate on the shop. Her younger sister Bessie had been helping to run the shop and looking after their aging parents. Tom Beck passed away early in 1928 aged 81 years. Bessie and their mother, Jane, moved in with Emily but about eighteen months later their mother passed away, aged 82 years.
 
The enterprising sisters started a guest house in addition to the shop and they continued throughout World War II and the fifties. Early in the sixties the sisters bade farewell to their last guests, served their last customers in the shop, and retired.

Village shops used to sell everything from bread, cheese and bacon to cards, buttons and bows, often all over one counter. Shopkeepers usually provided the comfort of a chair for customers while they prepared their purchases and passed on the latest news and gossip circulating in the village. In places like Fontmell Magna these scenes are distant memories.

Emily and Bessie Beck gave a lifetime of service to the village of Fontmell Magna and they were both in their eighties when they retired from their business. Emily was a Sunday school teacher at the chapel and Bessie kept it looking spotless and was part-time organist there for 50-years.

Emily was known as Miss Emmie – she died in 1969 aged 92; and Bessie died in 1977 having reached the age of 95 years.

We have placed a photograph of Emily and Bessie Beck in the photo section.

Swyre

Swyre has been the home and the last resting place for members of two of Dorset’s best known families, the Russell’s and the Napier’s, and the Rector here from 1729 until his death in 1778 was John Hutchins whose work  The History and Antiquities of the County of Dorset is a main source material for anyone studying the County.

Swyre is a coastal parish about 5 miles east of Bridport that comprises nearly eleven hundred acres of farmland. The church in the Early English style was dedicated to The Holy Trinity in 1503 and stands on the eastern edge of the parish. Its walls are built of local rubble and the roofs are covered with slates. The chancel arch and the west tower survive from c.1400; the nave and chancel were rebuilt in 1843 and in 1885 the vestry and organ-chamber were added. The tower houses two bells both thought to be from the 15th century.

There are brasses in the church and memorials in the churchyard to members of the Gallop and Squibb families and others commemorating the lives of prominent members of the Russell and the Napier families.

About a mile from the church is Berwick House. Built in the 16th century it is the birthplace of John Russell, the first Duke of Bedford.  In 1506 a vessel with the Archduke Phillip of Austria and his Spanish wife on board sought shelter in Weymouth harbour. The couple were taken to Wolfeton House, the home of Sir Thomas Trenchard, on the outskirts of Dorchester, and word was sent to Berwick House for his nephew, John Russell, who was a Spanish speaker, to come and interpret. On a later occasion when the Archduke was visiting King Henry VIII, he mentioned to the king the service provided by John Russell and in recognition of his service he was appointed to the King’s Privy chamber.

John Russell had a distinguished career and managed to keep his head, in itself no mean feat for an advisor to the King. He held many posts including that of Ambassador to the Pope. In 1547 he was granted the monastery of Woburn Abbey and in that same year he attended the coronation of King Edward Vl in his position of Lord High Steward of England. He was created Earl of Bedford around 1549 and died in Buckinghamshire on the 14th of March 1554.

In 1851 a school was provided to teach 40 children, by 1895 the Duke of Bedford owned all the land in the parish, although none of the later Dukes resided in Dorset.

From  the beginning of the 17th century Berwick House and farm have been leased to tenant farmers. The Napier family, who held land in Swyre, Bexington and Puncknowle appear to have had an interest in Berwick between 1602 and 1641, while Mary, the daughter of Julius Squibb and wife of George Gallop inherited Berwick in 1687. George and Mary Gallop’s son George was the Sheriff of Dorset in 1745, Thomas was Captain of Portland Castle and James was Sheriff of Dorset in 1768.

Arthur Mee, the editor of the 1939 edition of The King’s England, dismisses Swyre in one sentence as “a small, humble and uninteresting settlement.”  We beg to differ.

The Parish Church of St. Andrew – West Stafford

The parish of West Stafford lies to the east of Dorchester and south of the River Frome its 1,000 acres dissected by the Winterborne, which flows north east across the parish. Within the parish boundaries there are several important houses including Stafford House parts of which are dated from 1633, with a more recent west front designed by the eminent Victorian architect Benjamin Ferry.

The present church survives from the 17th century but there are many indications of an earlier building. The west end of the south wall of a 15th century nave and the west tower built in the 16th century remain.

There is no structural division between the nave and chancel, rebuilt to a simple rectangular plan in 1640; the south porch was added at the same time. Further structural alterations were made in 1898 when the present chancel was added; the chancel screen was moved eastward and the 17th century chancel became a part of the nave. In the east wall of the chancel is a re-used 15th century window.

One of the two buttresses on the north wall of the nave is inscribed ‘John Dashwood 1640.’ The north doorway is blocked off and the easternmost window of the nave is of 1640 and the second window is of 16th century while the third window, which has a moulded oak lintel, also dates from 1640.

The south wall of the nave is dated 1640 but the western end is 15th century and the 16th century south doorway has stones numbered for rebuilding. The easternmost window and the third window in the south wall are 15th century but the second window is 16th century and similar to the second window in the north wall.

The roof of the nave (1640) is divided into panels by moulded ribs with turned pendants at the intersections. The elaborate panelling in the two easternmost bays shows the extent of the original chancel. At the back of the nave to the left of the door is a medieval baptismal font an octagonal straight sided bowl and notched square stem. The pews in the nave have been restored but date from 1640.

The three storeys of the 16th century west tower are divided externally by a moulded string course and have a moulded plinth, parapet string and embattled parapet and diagonal buttresses on the west end. A stair turret projects on the north side and rises higher than the main tower. There is a west doorway to the tower above which is a window: the second storey window in the east wall is 15th century. There is a window in each wall of the bell chamber, which houses three bells all by John Wallis, two are dated 1620 and one 1595.

The nave gives the impression of being smaller than its 45ft x 20ft dimensions; the panelled ceiling and the number of large wall and floor slab monuments is perhaps responsible. On the north wall a monument to William England, Archdeacon of Dorset 1835 and to Margaret his widow 1837; John Gould of Milbourne St. Andrew, erected by his executors in 1727. Hanging in the chancel is a brass candelabrum inscribed ‘The Gift of John Gould Esqr. Anno Domi 1713.’ The Royal Arms of King James I painted on wood panel with a painted frame. On the south is a wall monument to Richard Russell 1638, Richard Russell 1660, Richard Russell 1667, Rectors and patrons, erected by Elizabeth Russell in 1674. On the north and south walls of the nave the remains of theDecalogue and Creed in black lettering 1640.

There are several brasses on the nave walls including on the north wall, to Giles Long, patron of the living, 1592; and on the south wall to Robert White 1680; to Robert White, grandson of Richard Russell, Rector and patron. In the chancel there are four 18th and 19th  century paintings, copies of old masters.

Literary scholars will tell you of West Stafford’s associations with Thomas Hardy. St. Andrew’s is the setting for the marriage of Angel Clare to Tess and a little to the east of the village on Talbot’s Mead is Talbothay’s Lodge, which Hardy designed for his brother. Travel a little farther east and you will come across Lower Lewell Farm, the place where Angel and Tess met, in Hardy’s novel it is called Talbothay’s Dairy.

Nether Cerne

A short way along the Dorchester Road from Cerne Abbas is Nether Cerne, a hamlet quintessentially English.  Sitting on the banks of the River Cerne amongst riverside meadows and rolling hills it can boast only of having a fine manor house, a redundant church and a few cottages. Once part of the Cerne Abbey endowment the parish was served by Benedictine monks up to the dissolution of the monasteries in the 16th century.

It was in the 16th century that work started on the building of the manor house and this was completed early in the 17th century. A publication of 1926 describes it as having a “thatched roof” but nowadays the roof is tiled.

Just a few steps from the manor house and by far the oldest building in the parish is the church. The last service at The Church of All Saints took place in 1968; it was declared redundant in 1971 and passed to the Redundant Church Fund in 1973. In his book Highways and Byways Treves talks of the church roof being “gold-green with moss.” Gothic in style and built from flint and stone the chancel window looks out on the bank of the River Cerne, just a few yards away. The nave, chancel and east chapel with its fine window all date from the 13th century, the perpendicular tower was added during a 15th century restoration and is decorated with eight angels rather than the usual gargoyles.

The Norman font is shaped like a bell-flower with alternating broad and narrow flutes. There is a slab memorial to John Dammer who died in 1685; it is thought he was the great grandfather of the first Lord Milton who ordered the building of the mansion house at Milton Abbey. There was a further restoration in 1876 when seating for one hundred wasinstalled, but the days when a minister would look out from the pulpit to address a full church are a distant memory.

Aspects of Purbeck – The Roman-British Potteries

Around the south shore of Poole Harbour there are saltings, mudflats across which the native marsh grass Spartina townsendii has well-established roots. The grass has been reclaiming the salt marsh since the early 1900’s, but has also been helping to re-conceal evidence of what was happening here almost nineteen centuries before: the highly significant vestiges of the pottery industry the Romano-Britons were engaged in at the time.

The Romans were quick to realise the exceptional quality of the Tertiary ball clay, which underlies much of Purbeck, and which ever since has played a major role in making the Isle one of the key sources of the raw material for ceramics now exported all over the world. Although the Durotriges, the Iron Age Celtic inhabitants of Dorset, were themselves producing pottery for local use using clay from seams in the London Clay, it was the Romans who effectively commandeered the industry, turning it to their advantage in the production of superior fine table and other wares for local, regional and even national and Empire markets.

In 1972 archaeologists were stunned to learn that cookware pottery unearthed during the excavations along Hadrians Wall had come from one of the Poole Harbour pottery sites. That the clay employed in their manufacture could only have come from Dorset was conclusively proved when David Peacock, a Southampton University geologist, conducted a heavy metal analysis of the clay in the pots. Until then, it had been assumed that the Hadrianic wares were locally produced; such a far-flung trade route had never been suspected. It was this revelation that bears witness to the efficiency of the Roman system of distribution and points to a centralised store or centre within Purbeck for supplying the Roman civil aristocracy and army.

Such dating evidence clearly points to these potteries having been worked by native Britons during the 1st and 2nd centuries AD, but then were abandoned when the potters moved to the more lucrative environment of a larger and more sophisticated pottery industry then emerging in the upland valleys of the New Forest, an area centred on the present villages of Farnham, Verwood and Alice Holt. After the full emergence of this New Forest industry by the end of the 2nd century, the potteries in Purbeck virtually ceased production until their revival during the 18th century industrial revolution.

Clays were collected on the heath and taken to a string of workshops organised on cottage industry lines along the shore of Poole Harbour, where individual craftsmen potters had their wheels and kilns. Two such kilns have been relocated a short way south of Shipstal Point on the edge of the saltings and old shore, but a number of other archaeological excavations have thrown up others. Not far north of Nutcrack Lane near Redcliffe Farm the kiln sites of other potters using wheels have been found. The presence of discarded fragments of pots at this and other sites – sometimes in large quantities – were a sure sign of a kiln below ground. These were wasters: the substandard or misfired pots rejected by the potters and smashed on a heap, which was later scattered upon abandonment of the site. The remains of what was probably a potter’s hut have been excavated at Fitzworth Point on the Frome at Stoborough. Kilns have also been re-discovered on Fitzworth Heath and on Cleavel Point (the west spit of Newton Bay) beside safe harbour beaches. But the largest concentration of kilns – over thirty – has been discovered at Bestwells Farm, between Wareham and Poole Harbour.

In 1952 a walker in Nutcrack Lane near Stoborough noticed that a number of molehills along the wayside had numerous sherds of ancient-looking pottery scattered over their surfaces. Subsequent excavation of the site unearthed a vat of puddled chalk four feet in diameter by two feet deep, with a clay lining, a central plug-hole at the bottom and five other holes in the rim. A cindery residue at the bottom contained a considerable number of sherds, pointing to the feature being a 1st century potter’s pit for puddling clay. With extreme care archaeologists lifted the basin-shaped vessel and conveyed it to the County Museum in Dorchester, where it remained on indefinite display under glass for a number of years. Unfortunately the vessel broke up during an attempt to remove it to another part of the museum in 1970, the strain evidently proving too much for its fragility and advanced age!

The native pottery style produced by these potteries is what is known as Durotrigian or Dorset Black Burnished Ware. Typically the vessels are wide bowls, urns or other forms in a hard sandy or gritty fabric and a black or grey burnishing (polishing with a pebble before firing) to produce a highly reflective surface. The Iron Age pottery (known as BB1) was usually black all over, indicating heavy reduction during firing. A variety of clays may have been used, oxides being added to colour them. The pots may have an iron rich slip or slurry finish to cover the gritty fabric. The pre-Roman Durotrigian potters could produce highly competent hand-made wares fired in bonfires or clamps. Many vessel forms used by the Romans belonged to types used on prehistoric Dorset farms, but others show that the Purbeck potters imitated continental (Belgaic) styles brought to Britain by the new colonisers, who employed the natives to supply pottery for their army.

Pottery produced on the wheel, which the Romans introduced, typically left horizontal throwing grooves on the inner side, whereas the hand-made wares of the Durotrigians often show finger marks on the insides. One problem of the potters technique, which is not fully understood is how they obtained the marked colour contrast between black and the grey surfaces, and furthermore, how the black is always well-burnished, while the grey surfaces are a dull matt and often show tool-marks.

The sites of the pits from which the clay was dug are often betrayed by mounds and depressions of extraction, small-blackened depressions indicating the former position of kilns. The kilns near the harbour shore in Purbeck were purposely sited so that the finished wares could easily be shipped from the production site without the need for any overland transportation. They are now over one hundred yards from the high water mark, but in Roman times were evidently much closer to the tidal margin of the harbour. At that time the sea level was higher or the land lower, but the tidal regression from the harbour has left behind the salt marsh we see today.

Then the mud flats were reclaimed by the Spartina grass and one of the country’s oldest industries was lost to history for centuries to come.