Found Pace within Reading Abbey walls

Newly arrived, freshly off balance, nothing had gone as planned,there was very little orientation as my mind was still thinking it was to be in training's.  Initially the plan had been to arrive, get the training under my belt and see a little bit of somewhere else.

There was a hick-up in that plan. I'd lent the money to someone else who had a better plan' for my training money.  This looking back  meant God's will was able to be done.  And so there was I wondering at the Church Bells peeling out through the city.  The twelve bells sounded terrific.

While out just walking around there, hidden over the river was  something big and old.

Sure was. The Reading Abbey had been reopened to the public in 2018.

Little did I know the actual significant 'tickles' over the next few years this visit would bring in.

As a child history and i did not get along.  Even today the dates and characters behind the history just got all mixed up.

What was to be learned in dot point

King Henry I of England built Reading Abbey to be his final resting place. Even after 18 months later the pomp and ceremony that would have gone on through the abbey is felt half a world away.

Although convoluted that all important history was beginning to make sense. 

Now the hunt for why it was making and feeling like things were fitting together had an anchor point. The 'cell memories' were tingling overtime.

Where this would lead too was going into overtime. You are invited to come along for the ride.