Sundays
Sunday was never particularly my favourite day of the week. As a kid, it meant dressing up in my âSunday bestâ and being dragged off to Mass. Even at that age, I was having my doubts about the whole circus, … Continue reading →
Sunday was never particularly my favourite day of the week. As a kid, it meant dressing up in my âSunday bestâ and being dragged off to Mass. Even at that age, I was having my doubts about the whole circus, … Continue reading →