In the Chapel

Up horribly early for a 12.30 kick-off. Having a pint before midday seems intrinsically wrong though I always do on the early games.

A slightly grim 1 0 to us- just extending hope before our inevitable return to seventh place.

I walked back through the graveyard. I noticed that the Chapel was open so, breaking away from the muttering hordes I went in. Music was playing-basically water dripping and bird song and the like. The composer had given me a piece of paper explaining it.  "Very nice" as said to her as I exited (without actually specifying what I meant.
The roof was interesting. A man was in the chapel listening to the music I assume. I snatched a picture which you can see in Extras