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Showing posts with label sabbath rest. Show all posts
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Sunday, 15 January 2017

Sabbath



Church. Souper Sunday Lunch to raise money for HIV Aids. Home to a roaring fire, a hot coffee, and yesterday’s newspaper and crossword.

Sabbath rest. Love it.
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