...which now stands not in fields ploughed by Westminster's monks, but in a busy street adjoining the great Square laid out to mark the great British naval victory off the coast of Traf-al-gah in 1805...
Some weeks ago I found a tiny inexpensive gift in the very attractive shop in the church's basement, and sent it to a friend to be opened at Christmas. It occurred to me that the gift would also amuse my great-nephews and nieces soyesterday went to get another one. Then I sat in the very agreeable cafe and wrote my Christmas cards. It occurred to me that I was supremely happy sitting there. How rarely we give thanks.
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