I was delighted to catch this lot on their way to New York for a spot of Christmas shopping - "it makes so much sense daaarling, what with the dollar rate and that". I was particularly struck with the idea of the Virgin up there, bulging with shoppers hightailing it across the Atlantic, while down here at this time of year she's bulging with child and heading for Bethlehem to pay some more tax. I also rather like the bronze cross. On a clear day like this you can hear the distant roar of the Rolls Royce Trent 500s - a good soundtrack to any story. FULL THROTTLE.
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OK Shag Ashley, which church spire is that then? And no ringing Diplomat up.
Could be any sodding where within twenty miles of Diplo. I'll plum for Oundle.
now then - the bronze cross and lack of cock should be a big help here Peter. If you don't get it in a week or so I'll post another clue.
Got it. Southwick. Very early in the morning by the look of the light. Southwick is very worthy of a visit, particularly to see the monument in the chancel with a woman looking up adoringly at her husband, with her slipper half off her foot, dangling by the toes. All in marble or whatever. Even Pevsner found it endearing.
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