Seeking Sanctuary

This wet pigeon huddled on a ledge outside the Priory museum was one of the few living beings I saw this morning.  Eventually I became suspicious of the lack of visitors and sneaked downstairs.  A wedding was in progress - which nobody had told me about - and the church was closed to visitors.  I couldn't get out without being seen, so I had to take refuge in the vestry, along with another volunteer, until the ceremony was over.  This wedding party hadn't hired the bell ringers, so there were no bells to warn me of what was happening.