I am officially become an old man.
Last week, I visited the Italian gardens at Saltburn by the Sea, and fell asleep on a bench. The sun shone, the flowers swayed, the birds sung. Even my companions’ chatter did not thwart my snooze.
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The Cockpit in central London is named after the cockfights which took place here until outlawed in 1849. My Dictionary of Pub Names states that the viewing gallery for such entertainments is still erect, but my inner nonconformist (and the time of day) did not attempt to execute corroboration. By its main entrance, under a Victorian admonishment for courage, was a sign:
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St Andrew’s Old Church is found a little way from the Cleveland village of Upleatham. It is the second smallest church building in England, but certainly one of the most interesting. It is no longer used for services and its tiny interior is locked to the public, but a grill allows for some modest viewing.
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Let us pray for England, which once held aloft gospel light for others, but has now become dark; pray for her who once blessed the world, but has now become godless and spiritually feeble:
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