A spiritual experience in Ely Cathedral
We parked the car and walked up Fore Hill. I was looking for Number 13 on the right hand side. It used to belong to my great uncle, Jim Evans, who owned a men's outfitters there for many years.
My dad was born in Ely, living in Cambridge Road as a child, and when I was a little girl we would travel down from Newcastle to see relatives in Ely and Peterborough. I clearly remember our visit to see Uncle Jim and Auntie Doris in their flat above the shop.
Last week's visit to the town was for a classical concert in Ely Cathedral. After our trip to Suffolk last year and the concert by choirmaster Gareth Malone in Snape Maltings, we picked up a brochure for the famous Aldeburgh Festival. We couldn't fit in another jaunt to Suffolk, but a special concert in Ely was being held and that was much more accessible.
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