Externally, however, this is the gem - the spectacular North Door.
Here it is in context ...
... topped by a niche containing a sculpture of Christ in Majesty.
All this I had seen before. With luck today I would have time to find the keyholder and get inside.
Gentle reader, I didn't even have to do that. There was a car parked just outside the church, the door was open and a prospective bride and groom were being shown around by one of the parishioners. I slipped inside, rejoicing, to find this wonderfully wonky arch of Norman stonework which, at some point, metamorphosed into Gothickery.
And see how beautifully lit it is ... from light into the darkness of Choir into the light of the Chancel.
Here's a closer look at the crossing capitals, featuring two wyvern-type creatures with human heads and a green man ...
... and something I've seen described as an ox with two bodies and one head, though they appear to me to have rather leonine feet and tails, and a pair of birds, perhaps, preening each other.
More very well-preserved carvings ...
... and glorious stained glass light.
I loved this rather more modern Arts and Crafts memorial.
I adored the painted organ pipes.
Oh but the best thing of all, inside and out, is the deservedly famous font - early Norman (c11th century), with interlinked arches under a frieze of flowers, and inscribed with the motto 'Hoc Fontis Sacro Peveunt Delicta Lavacro' - 'in this holy font sins perish and are washed away'. (Still not sure how a baby can be said to have sinned, but there you go.)
And finally some snowdrops to cheer me on my way. Forget winter ... spring is coming.