And that is literal!

St Maggie’s is at the front of my home. We share a boundary. Open the front door and, behind the magnolia tree, you see the church.

I’ve never been a church goer. Why?

Because my relationship with MY creator is internal and #private.

Don’t get me wrong. I love churches and cathedrals. I love the atmos inside. The smell. The history.

But…….Really?

Who is now tainted, God or his people?

You gotta touch me, touch me (oh) with your tainted love
C’mon and touch me, touch me (oh) with your tainted love
C’mon and touch me, touch me (oh) with your tainted love
Tainted love, (oh) tainted love
C’mon and touch me with your tainted love, yeah, yeah

This song by Soft Cell will always and forever remind me of Benidorm, Spain ;o)