The Church at the top of the 199 steps is unusual in retaining its 18th Century box pews and its triple decker pulpit, from which the minister could see everyone as he preached his fire and brimstone, no doubt. Today, though warmed a little by its ancient coke stoke, it has a strange and not altogether pleasant atmosphere – fitting, perhaps, as an inspiration to Bram Stoker and his many imitators. As we walk down, the chill wind eases but the views are still stunning, even on a grey day.
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