Rainbows over East Stoke 

Anne and Penny are battling through a clever crossword - raindrops are pattering upon the conservatory roof - when we look up - we see a wonderful double rainbow - bands of colour in the glowing, troubled, sky - yellows, indigos, reds - a magic shining sign in the sky - above the church, framed by the higher branches of the firs -

I can see vivid slices of sky - huge purplish black clouds moving swiftly from one side of the sky to the other - the garden, the lawns, the gravestones, the last beautiful red rags of dog roses - all transformed - all magical with hidden purpose -

I imagine my skin starts to shine, that I can see, at last, the secret worlds -