Girded him then God Almighty When he would Step on the gallows, Fore all mankind Mindfast, fearless, Bow me durst I not. Rood was I reared now Rich king heaving,
We are lucky to live in an age where we have at our fingertips (phone or tablet) far more computing power than would have seemed possible on a powerful desktop
The weekend was almost over, but before we reached a parting of the ways, there was lunch in the seventeenth century Blacksmith’s Arms opposite the church and a wander around
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Thank you, Henrietta…
You are welcome!