Haven’t Forgotten

This is what my last few days have been like:
Sunday: preach at St Aidan’s Clarkston, then pick Margaret up at the airport. Rapture! (As in “Oh, rapture!”, not as in Left Behind.)
Monday: take Margaret to St Andrews, where we attended a conference and caught up with long-time friend. Mostly offline.
Tuesday: St Andrews still, torrential windblown downpours and conference. Mostly offline.
Wednesday: End of conference and back to Glasgow, flop down on couch and begin decompressing. Mostly offline.
Thursday: First work day back in Glasgow, caught up on work-related email and striving valiantly to regain ground on personal email. Still working on adjustment to new circumstances in Glasgow.
There, now we’re both caught up and I shan’t worry about whether I’ve missed anything in the last few days.

2 thoughts on “Haven’t Forgotten

  1. Say hello to St. Andrews for me — and if you see Ron Piper, please greet him on my behalf! He was the one upon whom my presence as an M.Phil. student was chiefly inflicted (I was 19 at the time, and must have been a nightmare!).

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