A flame divided but undimmed...

We dropped into the huge red brick church up the road this afternoon.  We've often passed St John's, noted the dire structural problem affecting its south aisle, wondered what it might be like inside.

And it's glorious. Airy, light, with pale stonework and gilt gleaming in a side chapel. The Paschal candle burned bright. Even with the threatened aisle boarded off, the acoustic was perfect. (We did a trial  Veni Creator). The music list in the choir looked very respectable.  

If we ever move close to the family ...