Wedding Bells

Had a wee lie-in this morning so that my run would coincide with the opening of the Cooperative at 7:00; I needed eggs for my Saturday hot breakfast, so after sprinting in to town on my daily route, I paused to purchase eggs, then walked the rest of the way, since I thought it unwise to try to run with eggs.

Cleaned up, headed to church, moved the furnishings about in preparation for the wedding. I dashed out to Lewis Baker to pick up rubberised loose-weave fabric and two notebooks. Put on my cassock and surplice, married the sweet couple who were marrying, and eventually stumbled home to rest and work out another sermon, this one for tomorrow at St Michael’s…

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