This remote Medieval church sprawls across its rough-tufted churchyard, the sole survivor of the lost village of Wolfhamcote that lies buried to the north.
Close to the church are two abandoned railways and a flourishing canal. Its crooked windows, stout buttresses and multicoloured patchwork stone give it a tough, almost brutish appearance, but inside it is ordered and serene.
Limewashed walls scatter light from huge windows on the church’s treasures a beautifully carved 14th-century screen, a Queen Anne Royal Arms, a Victorian Hood mausoleum and a collection of oak benches. The beamed roof of the chancel is a rustic marvel.