Last year we had Myrrh, this year Frankincense. — How sweet the smell rising to the heavens. A priest at work Offering thanks and sacrifice. Round the altar a choir with ten thousand wings and countless mouths sings Hallelujah; Hallelujah …

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Lay me down Wrap me tightly and constrict my movement. Not so much that I cannot breath but as close as possible to that point of no return that at times it seems there is little difference. Is this comfort? …

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Sang my first Christmas Carols this year at the Tuesday Lunches Christmas Meal, the last ever outing of our lunch club that has been going for over two decades. Although our first offering completely failed the Nick Baines orthodoxy test, …

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