Another day with neither walk nor run, though I might have run (walked) today and am planning to run tomorrow, assuming it doesn’t rain when I wake up. Coffee, some odds and ends, then the dogs and Margaret began waking up, so I made tea for Margaret and fed the dogs. Then coffee and hot breakfast for myself, and upstairs for reading and writing time (with Morning Prayer, of course). Today I should finish my ‘symbols’ notes and make a handout, and finish and give a first polish to my unambitious sermon for tomorrow. ‘Unambitious’ not because I ever want to give the gospel a day off, but because (a) weather and (b) a renewal of wedding vows that might lengthen the service, and (c) the observance of the feast of Ss Peter and Paul*, on which I preached last year at this time. I scrupulously haven’t looked at last year’s sermon, in the hope that if my imagination hasn’t changed rails at all, I will at least not use the same words as last year.
* I have gently indicated my disapprobation of steering saints’ days onto Sundays, and have offered to say Masses on the saint’s day itself so that Sundays may have their integrity as Feasts of the Lord. That demurrer has been duly noted and the calendar has gone ahead as before.