St. Mary’s Church

St Mary’s Church is one of Scarborough’s most historic and atmospheric landmarks, standing high on Castle Road beneath the walls of Scarborough Castle. Dating back to around 1150, it has watched over the old town for centuries, with views towards South Bay, the harbour and the sea. Its setting alone makes it worth visiting: tucked between the castle, narrow old streets and the churchyard, it feels closely tied to Scarborough’s medieval and maritime past.

The church was likely built around the same period as Scarborough Castle, and local tradition suggests it may have been constructed by masons connected with the castle works. Whether or not that detail is exact, the link between the two sites is clear. St Mary’s would have served the people living and working around the castle, making it one of the oldest surviving witnesses to Scarborough’s development. The church is now Grade I listed, reflecting its national architectural and historic importance.

Its history has not been peaceful. During the English Civil War, St Mary’s was badly damaged during the siege of Scarborough Castle. The churchyard was reportedly used as a position from which cannons were fired at the castle, with return fire causing serious destruction. Parts of the medieval building were lost, and the church was later rebuilt and restored, leaving it with a layered character rather than a single untouched design.

One of the most moving reasons people visit is the grave of Anne Brontë, the youngest of the Brontë sisters. Anne died in Scarborough on 28 May 1849, aged 29, and was buried in St Mary’s churchyard beneath the castle walls, overlooking the sea. Her grave remains a place of literary pilgrimage, especially for readers of Agnes Grey and The Tenant of Wildfell Hall.

Inside and around the church, visitors can sense many different layers of Scarborough’s story: medieval worship, civil war damage, Victorian restoration, literary memory and coastal life. St Mary’s is not just a beautiful old church, but a place where the town’s history feels unusually close and human.