Good morning from a grey Bristol. Where has the summer gone?
I’m glad that all went swimmingly for the First Communion after all the previous shenanigans, Marydoll, and that the two girls were suitably admired.
After the usual service yesterday, we had a PCC AGM, where I was voted on. The secretary’s job had been offered, which I firmly refused. To my surprise m the meeting took barely 40 minutes; I’ve been more used to people droning on for hours!
As I was tired from the previous night’s abortive Aurora viewing, so did little.
Today, I’m helping with the toddlers again. Last time we had over 30 adults with assorted offspring. The noise is something else.
In the afternoon, there is the monthly OAP film. I’m always astonished at how little others mix. They have their peer groups, and never mix at all. Their spaces/seats, their friends, period.
May the week be productive but kind to you all.
Carpe diem 🦩🦩🦩🦩