This is probably the highlight of a visit to an otherwise unremarkable English seaside town. The chambers are very old (even by English standards) and so unlike anything else medieval that is still around.

I havent been to boingboing in probably 15 years. Its weird to have nostalgia triggered by something so different from what it used to be.

This has to be the 5th time recently this grotto has been posted to hn.

Is perhaps contingent on the Bram Stoker "Dracula," which is a series of letters that either the captain of a ship ties his hands to the mast, or leaves a letter prior to landing on the coast, where black dog howls on the disfigured countryside.