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Postman’s Park contains series plaques commemorating people who have laid down their lives for someone else. It’s humbling to stand there and read of the ultimate sacrifice that these people made, more often than not for someone they did not know.
Read MoreThere I’m stood, waiting, in a crowd, a wide space open before us, a few women talk animatedly in the open. But we can’t hear everything they’re saying, and as their voices disappear a wave of quiet falls over us all. My friend turns to look the other way, I begin to follow her gaze…
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The Lilies of the Field 