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Organized chaos in the garden at St Mungo's West Linton after Mass on Sunday. Eggs being rolled where 'rolled' is defined as 'smashed beyond recognition and left for Jackdaws'.
People coming, people going. The Rector's Warden off in the distance having a smoke and waiting for it all to be over.
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