Ecclesiastical charadesWhen I was an old C of E boy from a somewhat dreary Carlton parish church, St Paul’s Cathedral and St Peter’s (Eastern Hill) were among my icons. They were also quite important parts of Melbourne’s religious, cultural, and architectural landscape.When, in the early 1950s, I was working on the railways at head office, I and other devotees would make a regular pilgrimage across the road, to sit at the foot of Chloe in Young and Jackson’s bar, and express our solidarity…
