Cloth Hall

Some articles on cloth hall, hall, cloth:

Kattenstoet
... which cats were thrown from the belfry tower of the Cloth Hall to the town square below ... for the parade festivities, a jester tosses plush children's-toy cats from the Cloth Hall belfry down to the crowd, which awaits with outstretched arms to catch one ... story suggests that the cats were brought in to the Cloth Hall (Lakenhallen) to control vermin ...
Cloth Hall, Ypres
... The Cloth Hall (Dutch Lakenhal or Lakenhalle), of Ypres, Belgium, was one of the largest commercial buildings of the Middle Ages, when it served as the main market and ... Between 1933 and 1967, the hall was meticulously reconstructed to its prewar condition, under the guidance of architects J ... with a 70-metre-high belfry tower, the Cloth Hall recalls the importance and wealth of the medieval trade city ...
Belfry Of Ghent - Cloth Hall and Mammelokker
... The rectangular hall adjoining the belfry was built to headquarter the affairs of the cloth trade that made the city rich during the Middle Ages ... As the cloth industry lost importance, the hall drew new occupants, including a militia guild and a fencing school ... The cloth hall's construction started in 1425 and ended 20 years later, with only seven of eleven planned bays completed ...

Famous quotes containing the words hall and/or cloth:

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