2.45pm. Wave within wave of notes ripple across the afternoon roofs, spreading jubilation. Eight bells, some four hundred years old, each a different size and note. Bright ripples interweaving and dancing one over the other. A magical tradition of abundance absorbed from the Celts by the intruding Christians. Both majestic and radiant, a complex reverberation of joy and euphoria dispersing the love and rapture of a wedding which I should be attending, standing outside our bea