After climbing up the steep and narrow passageway to the clock tower, we entered a circular room with an interior so cosy I felt like I could have pulled forth my feather pen, squatted down on a stool and started writing. Just look at it! Isn't it charming?
But this isn't a writing chamber though, it is the clock tower of Holy Trinity Church. An old lady demonstrated to us how they play the church bells by pulling and withdrawing the ropes in certain ways. It sounded more like music than actual church bells.