Land of Locked Doors
Scotland, I've got to say that although I love you to bits I'm getting fed up of being locked out of your churches. I'm sitting outside Dunfermline Abbey. I'd been looking forward to seeing inside and praying in what, by all accounts, is a smashing church. But I'll never know, because although the church shuts at 4.30pm, and although last entry is at 4.00pm, and although I turned up with a couple of minutes to spare before 4.00, I found the door literally being closed and locked in my face. I protested, of course. The fella locking the door shrugged. "I've already turned off the till, so I can't process any more entries." This, mind you, for a church which has free entry . I've lost count of the number of locked churches I've visited here now. Just this morning I passed a notice someone had added to a road sign post. "CHURCH" it shouted excitedly, pointing to the right and telling me it was only 1/4 mile away. I det...