Doom

9yo & I spent the last of her half-term days in York.

On a sunny day, where else to go but to the crypt of the Minster where we were able to admire the devils and demons of the Doom Stone, a survival of the original Norman cathedral.

Alternatively, this might be read as a contemporary representation of the populous when confronted by the hell that would be the possibility of yet another general election in a few months time.