Psalm 133 v 1

We pass this Victorian house, with its ornate plasterwork, on our daily walk. A while ago it was an old people’s home, but has since reverted to being a private dwelling. 

Before they flew the nest, our three sons used to enjoy threatening to pack us off there (when it was in its former iteration) if they felt we were being troublesome to them …

Psalm 133:1 "Behold, how good and pleasant it is when brothers dwell in unity."