The funny thing is that some medieval bricklayer made a conscious choice here, he could have put that brick paw-print down and made a flawless floor. Now, here we are getting a chuckle out of some unknown bricklayer’s little gag centuries later.
I’m also wondering if those are not fake prints. They look pretty deep. I don’t think a cat walking on drying bricks would leave such deep marks.
To me they look like easter eggs left by the brick layer.
Maybe they’re deep because of water erosion from rains over a thousand years, those bricks look pretty polished.
I don’t think the bricks are that old. Maybe a few hundred years or so
Also, wouldn’t water erosion make them less deep not more, due to generally smoothing the stone?
Maybe water pools in them long after it dries out on the surrounding brick, but whether still water still erodes stone I don’t know.
Also like, this looks like stone, not brick…
Wouldn’t he have needed to change the brick? If you flip it then it wouldn’t fit there any more since its shape is asymmetrical.
Shhhh just let it ride
I live in a house build in the late 1800s. There are names and dates carved into the brick facade from 70 years ago. I think that is kinda cool.
I kind of have fun imagining a kitty being told not to walk there. And being a kitty, they immediately walked there.
and no other prints around, so the cat came out and, of course, immediately went back in
Downer response: that’s not how tile production works
to the ackchyuallies here: I know, but relax and enjoy the mental image of the fiction
These would have been made, fired, and then brought inside. There’s probably more prints but they’re probably on the underside of the tile.
Possibly whittled out of the brick long after installation, by a bored funster, using a crude round-tipped tool ?
Wouldn’t it take 79 years to do that to brick, though? Someone would notice
He covered it up with a Rita Hayworth poster.
There’s a St. Peter’s in Wormleighton and a St. Mary’s in Priors Hardwick… I wonder which one they’re talking about.
Best run, there’s a very tiny dark
houndkitty on the loose.
