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The World is my Parish...

Yesterday I went down to Manchester for a day conference, which was also being attended by a number of friends.  After it was over G, J and I met B for tea and cake before I caught my (ludicrously crowded) train to start my homeward journey.

I had a good day, caught up with many good people, listened to interesting talks, ate far too much stodge on the way back home, and was, again, encouraged that we Gatherers are doing OK!

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