SNPTD. This morning’s miles were adequate, nothing to shout to the Web about. Coffee and fruit, shower and dress, Morning Prayer, home to bid Margaret and the ladies au revoir as they made a trip to the vet (all is or will be well, and they met a lovely vet who likes the ladies very much), coffee and toast, a spate of emails, lunch, and a walk into church to check for phone messages.
We’re reading the Passion in parts for Palm Sunday, so I’ve been wrangling who’ll do what via a series of emails.