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Word from WormingfordRAIN sweeps across the corn in silvery-grey sheets. |
High-tea favouritesEVERY TIME I grilled cheese on toast, I thought I was making Welsh rarebit, until recently a friend told me I was wrong. |
Out of the question: Lamp for the Blessed SacramentThe Blessed Sacrament |
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DiaryONE great fear I had when I was first ordained was the prospect of living alone. |
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