Bishop Herbert and St. Felix

Eight years have past since I last puzzled the Elmham Question
( See https://norfolkpilgrim.blogspot.com/2010/07/south-elmham.html and the matching https://norfolkpilgrim.blogspot.com/2010/07/north-elmham.html).  Bishop Herbert built two matching churches, each with the same ground plan at both North and South Elmham.

I had been puzzling the relief sculpture of St.Felix in Norwich Cathedral. It was part of the furniture around the Bishop's Entrance in the North Transept. Both the sculpture and the architecture of were antiqued to look old even when they were new! This round of puzzling was prompted some spade work along the Great Yarmouth to Norwich leg of the Walsingham Way that terminates in Norwich cathedral.  There are churches founded by Felix   at Reedham and Loddon.

Kneeling beside Bishop Herbert's grave at  8 a.m. Holy Communion service in Norwich Cathedral, the penny dropped. Bishop Herbert  had done something similar when he established a St.Edmund shrine at Hoxne.

Herbert has been the Abbot of Ramsey which housed the relics of St. Felix . Although there is no record he brought any relics with him he would have been keen to signal his and the Bishop of Norwich's continuity with the founding saint.

Only later in the day, while imagining Felix using Norfolk's river system to travel up to North Elmham close to the important Anglo-Saxon burial site at Spong Hill,  I wondered if he might have founded a church in Norwich on the way.  Perhaps he did - the cathedral replaced a Holy Trinity Church and kept the dedication., which is also the dedication of Loddon church. Was Holy Trinity the church Felix founded in Norwich?    Hmnnn..........

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