I didn’t run yesterday morning because of rain. Morning Prayer, public office hours at R&R, and later the funeral for our parishioner Peter Cannon-Brookes.
Ran this morning, slightly improving Sunday morning’s time. Coffee and fruit, Morning Prayer, then off to Oxford to talk with my former student Matthew Eddy, whose daughter is doing her undergraduate degree at Oxford. Then back home to Margaret.
All of which is overshadowed by the deaths on Sunday of Margaret’s Aunt Jan, on her father’s side, and Monday of her Uncle Roy, on her father’s side. It has been a hard, heavy summer so far.