SundayTo St Asquith’s for Divine Service. The Revd Hughes preaches a long sermon that touches upon our economic travails, and we sing “Whatever shall we do, O Lord?” which happens to be a favourite of Meadowcroft and his former comrades in the Wee Free Liberals.
In the evening I go for a walk along the shore of Rutland Water, reaching the treacherous Rutlandbach Falls. I tread carefully: a chap could slip.
If you like This Sort Of Thing, read:
Monday: Nick Clegg goes to Sainsbury's
Tuesday: Remembering the Cod War
Wednesday: Robocalling
Thursday: Cablemania
Friday: Something in the way she fells a moose
Saturday: Bonfire Night at the Hall
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