This is not a good picture, but I was unable yesterday to get a better angle.
However, I like the subject. It is one of the Eleanor Crosses, this one standing 30 feet from the location of yesterday’s photo, outside Charing Cross Rail Station.
I love the story of the crosses. Created in memory of the wife of Edward I, Eleanor of Castile, there are a series of 12 monuments (although only 3 remain fully intact) that were erected at each location that her coffin rested overnight on the journey from her place of death, Harby, near Lincoln, down to the final resting place of the coffin at Westminster Abbey. Sadly, this is not one of the original crosses, but a rather over-ornate replica. The original meaning is still there for me.
I delight in this demonstration of Edward’s love for his wife and keep meaning to visit the other sites sometime. I’m sure there are thousands of commuters that pass this monument every day, without knowing the real story behind it and what it represents.