I was on my way North by train to interview a possible new candidate for our Men's Group.
As I alighted at the station I looked up at the sky and was astonished to see millions of arrows frozen in mid descent from a cloudless sky.
Hoping they might remain in a state of suspended animation I cautiously walked away from the station.
I turned over in my mind the symbolism but, typically, I was no wiser.
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