A Fife church washroom. Around 2p.m. BST, 15th August 2009.
Visiting for a dear friend’s wedding, I was struck by the casual, matter-of-fact juxtaposition – in this small room – of the glorious with the mundane.. a microcosm, of sorts..
the spiritual, the practical, united.
“Dearly beloved, in life we are in the midst of cleaning products”..
What is lofty, what is lowly? are these hard-and-fast categories?