As the warm afternoon slipped into a mellow evening with the sky a rosy glow, the close-run match finished with a win for the Archbishop of Canterbury's team amid a roar of well-deserved applause, and the two teams were shaking hands and there were speeches and medals and the presentation of a cup and promises of a return match next year...and then there was a glorious dinner in the Pavilion., speeches, laughter, delicious food...
This was Britain at its best and I loved it.
....and here is Auntie with the team, pictured when we met at Westminster Cathedral the other day....
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