The local cathedrals - Wells cathedral and Bath Abbey (it was a cathedral until one of the Bishops got fed up with Bath and moved his "throne" to Wells - I would love to know why he did this).
The big story in Wells is the the new Bishop - Peter Hancock has been denied his right to live in his palace (by the church commissioners whoever they are).
I visited Wells before Christmas 2013 and arrived when a local school was giving their Christmas service. The readings for the service were interesting and containing a powerful poem by a Harri Webb -
Local Boy Makes Good, by Harri Webb
When Christ was born on Dowlais Top
The ironworks were all on stop,The money wasn’t coming in,
But there was no room at the Half Moon Inn.
And three kings by the Merthyr and Brecon line,
The star shone over the Brecon’s ridge
And the angels sang on Rhymney Bridge.
A lot of people were most put out
And wrote letters to the paper
Protesting at such a wicked caper.
The authorities were most annoyed;
He hadn’t gone through the proper channels,
Said the public men on the boards and panels.
The people looked the other way
And murmured, this is not at all
The sort of thing that suits Porthcawl.
He’d have dropped dead if looks could kill
And as they listened to the Beatitudes
They sniffed with scorn and muttered platitudes!
Good riddance, said the Western Mail
But, daro, weren’t all their faces red
When he came to judge the quick and the dead.
The shepherds came from Twyn y Waun
When Christ turned water into stout
When Christ fed the unemployed
When Christ walked upon Swansea Bay
When Christ preached a sermon on Kilvey Hill
When Christ was hanged in Cardiff jail
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