Two miles, hot breakfast, then off to Swindon New Town where I preached for the Solemnity of the Assumption at one of Father Toby Boutle’s churches. Got back late-ish afternoon (amusing hen party on the train to Oxford), utterly knackered.
Ruminations about hermeneutics, theology, theory, politics, ecclesiastical life… and exercise.
Two miles, hot breakfast, then off to Swindon New Town where I preached for the Solemnity of the Assumption at one of Father Toby Boutle’s churches. Got back late-ish afternoon (amusing hen party on the train to Oxford), utterly knackered.