I flew to East London. The flight is a can of sardines, full to the brim. But all good because soon I am at the beach. Missing my broth...

I find all churches beautiful and wonder about their interiors. Every religion, I suppose, manifests their beliefs with different rituals an...

My mother would go to church most Sunday mornings. When I was young I would sometimes accompany her.  I remember once we were standing ...

I love this old church.

A lovely little church on plot no. 86.

There were so many churches in Bethlehem but we only had time to go to two.