Cloisters
We saw two male voice choirs in Salisbury Cathedral cloisters at dusk. They were singing the trench calls and taunts from the Great War across the green to each other.
Some of the songs have a bitter irony to them:
Not long to go dear.
Captain says it's true dear,
So keep the kettle on the fire,
The King himself can't be a liar...
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