Good morning from Bristol. Too dark/too many street lights to know what it’s like outside. It’s not that warm, but not frosty…
I had a frantic morning in church yesterday. Did my cleaning stint while other ladies (always ladies) were messing around putting out their —tat— craft for sale.
People started coming in early and it was very busy from then on.
I have no idea how much was raised for MSF but I served endless coffee, I even had to wash up mugs. We don’t normally have so many people in that we nearly run out.
Exhausted, I came home had lunch then went to sleep…
I’ve put the last bits of edging on my quilt, it’ll be finished by tomorrow. I need another project, but have been putting off making matching pj bottoms for the family out of an old duvet cover for Christmas, at the request of DD.
In the early evening, my neighbour and I went to a talk, followed by an all Vivaldi concert in the local URC church just up the road. Three small concerti, “Winter” from the 4 seasons and the fabulous Gloria. A very enjoyable evening.
Today, I’ve been asked to help at a church breakfast between the two services put on for a retired warden and his wife’s golden wedding. He has advanced Parkinson’s, poor man.
The rest of the day is quiet.
Have a blessed Sunday, quiet and peaceful. Carpe diem 🦩🦩🦩🦩