Inside Lincoln Cathedral, a little stone imp sits atop one of the columns. He may be small, but he has a big personality, and even though he caused havoc in the Middle Ages, he’s much loved by the folks of Lincoln today.
On a recent short break, we went to Lincoln in the East Midlands of England. The city is presided over by its fine, gothic cathedral which sits atop a steep hill. Construction on the massive building began in the 11th century, and in the 14th century, when its tall central spire was completed, it was thought to be the tallest building in the world, surpassing the Great Pyramid of Giza. Unfortunately, that tall spire collapsed in 1548, and along with it went Lincoln Cathedral’s world record.
However, it’s still a very impressive and beautiful building. And, luckily, it has another claim to fame: He’s called the Lincoln Imp, and you can find him sitting atop one of the columns inside the cathedral. He’s perched in the v-shape created by two arches, and he has one of his little cloven-hoofed legs crossed over the other. His three-fingered hands have long claws, and his head sprouts animal ears and horns. He gazed down at visitors with a very impish, gap-toothed grin.
I love folklore and mischievous fairy folk, so as soon as I found out that Lincoln had its own imp, I wanted to hear the story. It goes something like this…
Story of the Lincoln Imp
Way back in the 13th or 14th century, two little imps decided to have some fun and wreak havoc on the north of England. Imps are known for being very mischievous, and causing trouble for humans seems to be their specialty.
So the two little trouble-makers targeted Lincoln cathedral because it was the biggest and it was attracting a lot of attention for its height and beauty. But on the way there, they stopped over at the church in Chesterfield. After playing tricks on the congregation and breaking things inside the church, they finished by grabbing hold of the church spire and whirling around in a circle. They left the spire twisted and leaning to one side – which is how it remains to this day.
After all that frolicking fun, the two little pranksters continued on their way to Lincoln in high spirits. When they arrived, they blew through the cathedral like a tornado. They flipped the furniture, pinched the parishioners, and badgered the bishop. The congregation was in complete chaos. People were covering their heads and praying under the pews.
When one of the little imps sped by the Bible, which was laying open on the pulpit, he nearly knocked it off. As the book was jostled, an angel arose from its pages and scolded the little imps, telling them to leave the cathedral.
One of them (who was a bit smarter than the other) skedaddled out of there. But the other imp decided to have a bit of fun with the angel. He began chipping off pieces of the stonework and throwing them at her. As the angel ducked the rocks, she said, “Enough is enough, if you don’t leave at once, I’ll turn you to stone.” The little imp zoomed up to the top of a column to taunt her. He sat at the top of the column, crossed one leg, and gave the angel a big, impish, grin. He laughed and said, “I’d like to see that…”
This particular angel was known for her kindness and forbearance, but that little fellow had pushed her to the limit. “Have it your way,” she said. Immediately the little imp was turned to stone, and he has been sitting in that very same position ever since.
As for the other imp who escaped, some say he went on to Grimbsy where he began causing the same kind of trouble in St. James church. And it seems that he also went a bit too far in annoying an angel, and he too was turned into stone and sits in the church there.
But others say that he stayed in Lincoln and that he is still flying around the outside of the cathedral looking for his imp buddy. And that’s why (so they say) that there is always a wind blowing around the cathedral.
The Lincoln Imp is a tiny little guy, but he has made a big impact on the city. He seems to have been adopted as their unofficial mascot. The tourist office is full of imps, large and small. And the football club is nicknamed ‘The Imps’. Images of the little grinning guy can also be spotted around the city on some doors, as he was a favorite door knocker adornment in the 18th century.
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