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And I will join the unending hymn

This glorious day the earth is shaking -  Hallelujah! Hallelujah! And I will join the unending hymn - Hallelujah! Hallelujah! No matter, no matter, no matter what.  

H is for Hawk

Free trip to Southend.   Auntie needed Uncle to fit a new shower.   Did I want to come with?   Yes, I said.   Their house was a living, working museum of my childhood and admission was free.   I would make the sandwiches for the drive. I needed a book for the return trip.   I would stay longer than Uncle and I wanted to stop off in London on the way back.   I booked a casual date with Oxfam.   I walked in and the hawk on the cover looked at me.   H is for Hawk by Helen McDonald.   I’d heard great things about it, but non-fiction?   Could I do this after several uninspired attempts at getting back into fiction?   Perhaps non-fiction is the antidote.   The hawk on the cover continued to look at me as it perched stock-still on its Perspex stand.   Do I want you, I thought.    Do I need your heaviness in my bag? Are you worth carrying across London during the tube strike?   Yes, the hawk said.   Okay, I replied.   I parted with £2.49.   RRP £14.99.   The bargain hunter in me was d