Sunday, November 2, 2025

All Saints Day

 My mother was born on All Saints Day, November 1st 1912. She would have been 113 this year. She died at aged 97 (17 years ago). To remember her Helen and I went to Evensong again in Canterbury Cathedral. We thought of the fact that she was a frequent worshipper, she was a Cathedral guide for 55 years and also was a stitcher who made some of the seat cushions.




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