In Basford today, a dozen of us went out in search of heaven in the ordinary. We found these abandoned railings. Who were the Angels of Basford? Googling the phrase reveals nothing; at a guess Angels was a small business, one of the many such enterprises which Basford has hosted since ancient times along the soggy banks of the River Leen. Still many small industries active there today - tyre factors, engine specialists, suppliers to the brewing industry: all in the business of maintenance, as one person observed today, people working at the art of keeping things going, rewewal. I blogged about my visit to Basford in January. That was my reconnaissance trip; it inspired the following week's sermon; and today was the walking-talking workshop. It seemed to be enjoyed by those who came.
john davies
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