Some previous St Catherine's Days the weather around the ruined chapel just south of Guildford has been splendid (though last year, remember, I was at Abbotsbury), but this year was a little challenging and led to a reduction in the quantity of hardy souls who braved it to the top of the hill to mark the solemnity with Mid-day Prayers: there were, I think, six of us, in fact. The other difference from earlier occasions was that I led the ceremony! The priest who usually leads the service couldn't, and asked if I would. Despite the chill and damp, it was, of course, a lovely occasion. Best of all, I now know the combinations of the locks to get in ...
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