This afternoon, after singing with the curiosity choir, a scratch choir made up of two choirs I’m in and members of the public, I visited a craft fair at Stoke Minster in Stoke, Stoke-on-Trent.

It’s a beautiful victorian church, it’s basically the main church in the city, where funerals of famous city residents have taken place.

This is not a cathedral, but I think it ought to be. If not on religious grounds, then for the respect of the city.

On a dark grey day the windows lightened my mood. So beautiful and poignant.