“It"s alright, Father. I know you"re in shock, so just take your time. Now, it was just gone eight o"clock, you say?”
The priest gathered himself together again and went on with his statement.
“The sun was shining and it was already quite warm. I heard a blackbird singing and looked up and saw him perched on the wall that runs along the north side of the churchyard. I remember smiling to my self and began whistling the tune of All things bright and beautiful. I didn"t stop to watch the bird as I wanted those few precious minutes of contemplative prayer to myself, you see.”
All things bright and beautifulRoss nodded but didn"t interrupt.
“The path winds its way around the church as you"ve probably seen, in a sort of S pattern, I suppose you"d call it and as I came round the corner of th
