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- Author: Catherine McCarthy
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The letter arrives by snail-mail, addressed to Mr. R. Griffiths, which raises
my hackles. Robin Griffiths, the name on my website states, and because
I’m a glazier, people assume I’m male. However, I refuse to add a profile
photo to the site, because my gender has nothing whatsoever to do with my
profession.
I tear the letter open, wreaking revenge on the envelope, and skip to the
valediction. The correspondent is the Chairman of Bilbury Parish Council, a
Mr.
Jonathan Hargreaves. Not Chair or Chairperson—Chairman. That might
explain the gender assumption.
This is the first time a potential client has contacted me by letter in a long
time. I massage the bridge of my nose, thinking how much simpler it would
have been for both of us had he used the website submission form. He must
have found me via my website, so why didn’t he choose to email? Now I’m
expected to reply by the same means, as he has not included an email
address or telephone number.
I’m tempted to bin the letter, but the words “deconsecrated thirteenthcentury church” and “woodland setting” leap from the page, making the
contents too appetizing to ignore. Propped on a stool at the breakfast bar, I
dunk a second chocolate biscuit in my tea and devour the whole four pages.
• • •
Back in the studio, I set to work with the soldering iron. The project I’m
working on demands little focus, and my mind wanders in the direction of
the church window that Jonathan Hargreaves wants restored.
His enthusiasm for the project had oozed from the page. He’d written that
they intended to use the church not only as a place of worship for all faiths
and
denominations (though how successful that will be I can only imagine), but
also as a community center with a variety of arts and social clubs on offer.
There was also the Lottery grant, as well as a substantial sum raised locally,
plus a committee already assembled and eager to take on the world, by all
accounts.
But what tickled my fancy most was his description of the church and its
setting: Nestled among fourteen acres of native woodland, St. Sannan’s
Church has sat derelict and unattended for a quarter century. We, the
committee and parishioners of Bilbury, are eager to see it restored to its
former glory.
And the description of the stained-glass window had me chomping at the
bit…
The window is situated in the apse, at the far end of the chancel. It faces the
altar and is approximately seven feet tall and three feet wide. A magnificent
specimen in its heyday, I imagine, though now sadly bereft of almost all its
glass sections.
When I read those words, my heart had sunk, imagining having to replace
antique glass with modern, but he had gone on to say that a number of
sections had been found among the rubble, and he believed that more lay
hidden within the building and grounds. The description appealed to the
child in me. Finding the missing pieces would be like playing a game of
hide and seek.
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