Moses. With Horns. I'm serious, I'll explain in a sec.
Disclaimer: this is not a review of the Cathedral as a religious institution, but as a Historical landmark. Although brought up Anglican, I am not a churchgoer and would rather stab myself in the eye repeatedly with an overheated hatpin than sit through a Peter Jensen sermon. I like my 12th century social attitudes to stay in the 12th century. Don't get me started.
But Moses. With Horns. Is a sight to be seen. The cathedral (the oldest in Australia, consecrated in 1868) is dark, cool and quiet and open to the public to take a look around, and soak in the history. They also hold a lot of free music recitals here as well, from the Australian Institute of Music, and organ recitals, to the Police, Navy and Army bands.
The welcomer of the day, a very dapper older gentleman showed off their 'greatest treasure', a Great Bible printed in 1539, circa Henry VIII. It sits in a glass case in front of the reredos, a carved screen that sports the Moses I'm talking about. With horns.
It's all due to a medieval typo. A translator way, way back mistranslated 'he came down from the Mountain with the glow of a great light about him' as 'he came down... with horns.' And when books were all handwritten, this mistake got repeated, and repeated for 1500 years. The sculpture here is a copy of an older one in Europe, and so the typo is set in stone. So Moses. Has Horns.
There's also the inscriptions, tributes and war memorials on the walls to see (the two flags near the 1885 'Soudan' conflict memorial positively drip antiquity), even an effigy at the front incongrously placed next to a water fountain and bin. It's quite moving to see how people have been remembered, and check out the plaque near the flagstaff outside. It tells the amazing story of the WW2 rec and food tents set up here, they served 3 1/2 million meals to 'officers and men of the fighting forces.' read more