Monday, 25 May 2015 | Views [131] | Scholarship Entry
As I stepped off of my lofty eight o’clock bus out of Burwell, lazily rubbing my sunken eyes, I glimpsed the Ancient Ely Cathedral just above a passing train. She loomed over the many quaint houses and pubs as a nebulous shadow. I had no map, no concept ... Read more >
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