Outside, looking in

I had a notion to go to church today. Not to worship, but to take some photos of the church where my parents were married.

As a non-believer, I'm less familiar with the kirk opening hours than those of Harvey Nicks Tesco, and found the doors were locked. So I had to make do with poking my zoomy lens through one of the stained glass windows.

I hope it's not an allegorical tale for when I get to the pearly gates and I'm told I'm too late for them as well.

Song (what else?)