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I've photographed it before, at the NRM's main museum in York. The collection moves around.
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So then I went to Durham. And Durham had a street Brass-Band festival going, which was great fun, so, before I get back to Cuthbert, here's a few minutes of slightly wobbly fun.
I did take a clandestine bit of video, forgetting to hold the phone horizontally, when a choir was practising. There was a Royal School of Church Music Choir event scheduled for later in the day.
Bede was one of St Cuthbert's early teachers. It's fitting that both should share space in the cathedral, though their tombs are at opposite ends of the building.
You might call me an atheist, but I'm not sure I want to fly any "ist" as my banner. I try to live my life in the way that I was taught, to be good, true, honest, and tolerant. If there is a god, then if he is the good and all-merciful god (as described in the parts of the bible that don't describe him as a nasty psychotic vindictive god), then I think he'll judge me by my overall behaviour, rather than my adherence to the prayer book. Nobody'll carry me around for two hundred years though, to keep me safe from the vikings.
|The Cathedral green.|
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