What exquisite bitter-sweetness, an English autumn in the countryside.
Said to be the second oldest parish church in the country, churches don’t come much bleaker than All Saints, West Stourmouth, Kent.
Are we living in the 21st Century? How do serious people honestly believe in such man made hogwash.
In a lifelong search for meaning, I have found little to compare with matins in an English country church.
Such words are prone to make me lift my laptop and smash it to the ground.
I had a delightful morning over a cup of coffee with some acquaintances I had been meaning to get to know better.