Pretty city, sad day. My step-dad’s funeral is this afternoon. I thought I would leave you a lovely photo to look at whilst I am off-line.
Can you guess which building is my favourite?
“The sun–the bright sun, that brings back, not light alone, but new life, and hope, and freshness to man–burst upon the crowded city in clear and radiant glory. Through costly-coloured glass and paper-mended window, through cathedral dome and rotten crevice, it shed its equal ray.”-Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist