I really don't think much about the Swan of Newark. Unfortunately I do pay her more attention than she deserves as she, alone of all the prominent re-appraisers, is a rector of a church I used to attend.
Back in the dawn of time, I was an acolyte at St. Paul's, Chatham. Before her time, of course, but still, the sense of someone that destructive in a place that I have some connection to does chafe from time to time.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
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