When my daughter Meg was nineteen months old, I had her christened in our family’s parish church in England.
Here’s what happened: first the minister christened her, then she decided to do it herself.
19 Sunday Aug 2012
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inWhen my daughter Meg was nineteen months old, I had her christened in our family’s parish church in England.
Here’s what happened: first the minister christened her, then she decided to do it herself.