As the Gorse Fox strolled back through Worcester from the Headmistress's farewell dinner (photos retained for future opportunities for blackmail or coercion) he was struck by the ornate gates(*) of this Guildhall in town centre.(*) Not literrally struck - you will be pleased to know. Though it would be worth contacting a lawyer in case they do strike a passer-by.
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