This morning I went to Winchester Cathedral, an easy bus-ride from us.
 I'd been there a few times earlier, but it really struck me this time: varieties of "stuff" randomly placed everywhere: wildly twisted struts supporting the ceiling; no discernible spirituality aspects delineating different sections; a rather large, randomly area for "silence" (no mention of prayer) and the whole place swarming with site-seers (though I appreciate their need for keeping the show on the road.)
Any "oldies" remember the song 'Winchester Cathedral, your braking me down? Give me Romsey Abbey or Salisbury Cathedral any time!