Church of St. Julian

Catie and I went to the Church of St. Julian in Norwich today. I was glad to get out because the weather was absolutely gorgeous! Bright and sunny and pretty warm, too. I liked the church--it was nice and quiet, and they had a shrine set up where Julian's cell used to be. It took us forever to find it. We found out that she had a cat. For some reason, this just struck me as odd. I don't know why--maybe because I don't associate cat ownership with medieval authors. I suppose, though, she was a single woman, who was writing a book (pretty feminist for the 14th Century, even with the Church's consent/approval), and we all know that all feminists end up unmarried cat ladies. I like her a lot better now, knowing that she had a cat. She can't be entirely crazy if she liked cats (Operative word being "entirely". She was still absolutely nuts).