Last night I was at a Quire rehearsal (the LGBT mixed chorus I sing in) and we were rehearsing in the nave where we’ll be singing for our concert next weekend to get a feel for the sound. Suspended above the altar was a giant dove, made entirely from white flowers and wire, to celebrate the season of Pentacost. It was lovely, except for the detail of the red string hanging from its beak. Regurgitating blood?
Watch out, folks. It’s the Attack Dove of Peace.