Whilst walking quietly along to an internment (observing not doing) I was accosted by a delightful lady who wanted to know where the friary was – well, I told her, but of course she saw the collar – oh reverend, would you just… …half an hour of life story, of trials and tribulations, you would imagine she was the most wealthy – unlucky woman in the world … and so I was late and didn’t catch my lift. Arriving home the phone went – A lady was dying in hospital and the family wanted a priest, well I had to do. Strange how these things happen!
Greenbelt over, school looming. Is there much to look forward to save for the usual autumnal festivities? It’s no good thinking that the year...
