After last week’s letter from 2037 about selling Meeting houses, Keith Braithwaite has one from 2052
‘We all do whatever seems individually good and right for us to do.’
There is a road near my parents’ care home called Meetinghouse Lane. They can’t remember whether or not there ever was a Meeting house. Maybe it’s become one of those meaningless names that developers use, like having The Avenue with no trees. I haven’t thought about Meeting houses in a long time. Some US university bought the archives when Friends House was sold, didn’t they? Maybe they’ve digitised everything by now. I’ll check when I get home.
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