Don’t know if you’ll be able to see the detail of the man climbing around the spokes of this enormous great wheel.
I wouldn’t have seen him at all if I hadn’t left my security pass in my car and had to go back to pick it up, wasting a further ten minutes before matins at 1045. I’ve already lost plenty of time to getting lost, and parking in the first available space which is miles in the wrong direction, and having had to stop to buy chocolate in order to have the right number of pound coins to park.
I left in plenty of time.
It’s going to be a hectic day: three services, with varying degrees of loud and complicated music. That should be done by 6pm, at which point I have to drive the 150 miles to Hereford ready to be able to sign on at the Three Choirs bright and early tomorrow.
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