Went to Paupers on Sat. A splendid time was had by all, despite not being able to smoke.
stepping out. (why have I always got my eyes half closed in photos?)
Pals in the pub.
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Adventures in Albion
English. Catholic. Conservative. And not at all sorry.
Weep weep, O Walsingham
Weep, weep O Walsingam, Whose dayes are nightes,
Blessings turned to blasphemies, Holy deedes to dispites.
Sinne is where our Ladye sate, Heaven turned is to helle;
Sathan sitte where our Lord did swaye,
Walsingam, oh, farewell!
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