Yesterday was the Feast of Christ the King – and that meant a lovely baptism service of a pair of twins.
Here’s how it went:
Unbridled joy.
Yesterday was the Feast of Christ the King – and that meant a lovely baptism service of a pair of twins.
Here’s how it went:
Unbridled joy.
With out looking at a map I can think of three:
Belfast;
The Cathedral of The Isles, Millport; and
Carlisle.
I am not sure if there are others, the next two which are probably further than Glasgow are Newcastle and St Mary’s Edinburgh
No, I don’t think so, Stewart. Partly right and partly wrong.
Greetings from Cowal & Bute.
Carlisle Cathedral must be closest to Castle Douglas.
I suspect that St German in Peel, diocese of Sodor & Man, is next closest as the seagull flies – the radio reception from the Isle of Man is extraordinarily clear down there.
Cathedral of the Isles on Great Cumbrae and Glasgow – pretty similar I would have thought, Calmac notwithstanding. Your poor horse would need waterwings to get over there, and your gaiters would have to fully waterproof.
I’ve travelled from the Isle of Man to Kirkcudbright, but in a yacht. Without the horse.
As the crow flies, I suspect that both Newcastle and Durham are closer than Glasgow. Of course, in practical terms, the Irish Sea does rather get in the way. Having spent four weeks living somewhere that is not quite so far south as Castle Douglas and yet still does not get BBC Radio Scotland, this wouldn’t surprise me in the least.
St Mary’s is closer than the Cathedral of the Isles, but only by about a mile and a half.
This pic was taken yesterday in St Mary’s. It shows, from left to right, The Rt Rev Idris Jones of Glasgow and Galloway (Bishop & Primus), The Rt Rev Bright Ogu, Bishop of Mbaise in Nigeria and the Very Rev, the Skinny Provost of St Mary’s Cathedral, Glasgow. It was nice to hear booming around…
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