Hymns are the poetry of the people.

Oh Wasn't it naughty of Smudges? Oh, Mummy, I'm sick with disgust. She threww me in front of the judges, And my silly old collar-bone's bust.

History must not be written with bias, and both sides must be given, even if there is only one side.

Lovers of Norfolk churches can never agree which is the best and I think one is either a Salle or a Cawston man.

I don't think I am any good. If I thought I was any good, I wouldn't be.

I am still reeling with delight at the soaring majesty of Norfolk.

Ludlow....is probably the loveliest town in England with its hill of Georgian houses ascending from the river Teme to the great tower of the cross-shaped church, rising behind a classic market building.