I attended the Service of Thanksgiving for the life of Wren, an unexpectedly impressive service, helped by being under the dome of St. Paul’s and a reminder that he was born into a high Anglican, if not Laudian tradition, in the rectory at East Knoyle, moving aged two to the Deanery at Windsor, which meant that he could observe the court at close quarters. He was described by Isaac Barrow after the Restoration as ‘a miracle of a man, nay, even something divine’. And his first architectural work was for his uncle, the Bishop of Ely. So, he was presumably comfortable discussing the liturgical requirements of the new City Churches and of St. Paul’s itself.