As I slip my feet back unde
r the duvet, the ghastly Leonie and James seem to be starting another row. I sip my coffee. I’ve been looking forward to this…. CLANG; CLANG; CLANG; CLANG; CLANG.. Oh well. Now we’re outside the Bull, and Jolene’s trying to organise everyone … CLANG; CLANG; CLANG; CLANG; CLANG. … Leonie’s berating James again. Seems their aerial photo shoot didn’t go that well. I guess there’s always the iPlayer.
Kemptown’s noisier than Ambridge. People socializing in gardens, car alarms, Brighton Ballroom smokers shrieking drunkenly – and the seagulls! Can’t be helped, though, can it? Unlike that CLANGING!
The insistent, tuneless racket is not an alarm. There’s no fire, or sinking ship. It’s St George’s call to prayer. Read the rest of this entry »
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In Brighton, Comment, Features, Lifestyle, Politics on April 21, 2012 at 11:17 AMAs I slip my feet back unde
r the duvet, the ghastly Leonie and James seem to be starting another row. I sip my coffee. I’ve been looking forward to this…. CLANG; CLANG; CLANG; CLANG; CLANG.. Oh well. Now we’re outside the Bull, and Jolene’s trying to organise everyone … CLANG; CLANG; CLANG; CLANG; CLANG. … Leonie’s berating James again. Seems their aerial photo shoot didn’t go that well. I guess there’s always the iPlayer.
Kemptown’s noisier than Ambridge. People socializing in gardens, car alarms, Brighton Ballroom smokers shrieking drunkenly – and the seagulls! Can’t be helped, though, can it? Unlike that CLANGING!
The insistent, tuneless racket is not an alarm. There’s no fire, or sinking ship. It’s St George’s call to prayer. Read the rest of this entry »
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