I became a ringer because I loved the sound of the bells and felt sad when only 5 of the 6 rang when I was 16 years old. Being a ringer not only gives me physical and mental exercise on a regular basis among kind friendly people, but also whenever I am somewhere new, I find a welcome if I visit a belfry on their practice night. I have a friendly place to go. This has meant a great deal at lonely times.
I’ve always been a Marston ringer despite having moved away. At the age of 11 I was fascinated watching the rope vanish into the ceiling. I joined and was hooked. Bellringing has had a huge impact on my life. I have a mental health diagnosis that can make it difficult to ring, but with ringing, and at Marston in particular, I feel amongst friends who truly care, and not just about the bells. We’re like a family. I’ve learnt not only a new skill, but a lot about myself as a person, and my abilities and strength in difficult times.
We are a group of local people who share a passion for campology - the art of bell ringing. We are part of a tradition that goes back hundreds of years and are always keen to welcome new members who are interested in taking part.
In addition to the church bells, we also regularly meet to ring hand bells. Contact us to find out more.