...here at Walsingham...
This afternoon I walked, as I have done so many times this week, along the lane from the Pilgrim Bureau in the village,where I have been staying, to the shrine - not easy to do as every passing car stopped to offer me a lift. I had to keep insisting that I would rather walk. It was so glorious, with the wide sky and the wind, and some children gathering poppies...I started to sing...and this hymn seemed appropriate...
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