Never our strongest suit.
There are some places though, where we seem to already know the lay-out.
Edinburgh for one, and Durham.
Tavistock proved to be another of those.
And coming so soon after our Elizabethan workshop, one has to wonder…
Not to be outdone, our ‘Old Friend’, Kempe, decided to get in on the act.
Insisting we ponder again the expedience of canonising angels.
“Isn’t it obvious,” says Wen, with a twinkle.
“Only when you already know.”
“It’s about opening lines…”
Anyway, our ‘heavenly overseers’, had clearly, not quite done with us, yet.
Fittingly fortified, we finally headed off for a reunion, and the start of our adventure…