Margaret and Pippa have gone for an overnight with friends.
Si is off to Justin’s wedding. I am alone in the house (well, Bea is here, but she doesn’t count.) It feels so unnervingly quiet!
Ruminations about hermeneutics, theology, theory, politics, ecclesiastical life… and exercise.
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On behalf of Bea, I resent that parenthetical comment.