The upper window of a dilapidated building which once served as a Funeral Directors - and previously owned by James Boreham - across the road from St. Osmund’s Church.
I took this photo yesterday evening during an exploration of the recently restored site. If you look carefully, it appears as if some misshapen figure with a bulbous-yet-skeletal visage is peering out towards St. Osmund’s.
Most likely a trick of the light.
Unless, of course, one gives credence to those persistent rumours surrounding the Boreham family - rumours intimating some alien and inhuman ancestry, sealed by ancient pacts with unnameable powers, and occasionally and unexpectedly manifest in the most monstrous of ways within the scions of that bloodline...
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