Lovely dinner with Oriel theology finalists last night at Majliss — great to see our Majliss friends, too — and to return to Abingdon, and so to bed.
Two functional miles this morning — nothing special. I sense that I should ramp up my pace before the Bannister Mile on 5 May, but the Apostle’s dictum applies here as well; all very well in theory, but the flesh resists pushing. I read a little yesterday; I’ll take communion to Fr Keith this afternoon, and am hoping to refresh my investigation into the hermeneutics of the Church of England between the Reformation (and slightly before) into the eighteenth century. Or I may just throw the whole lot into one article, and skimp on details in order not to leave the later centuries just hanging (perhaps implying that I will write another essay, whereas I would really like to move on from analysis of the topic.