Weather has been really pleasant lately, not too searingly hot, in the 80s and - as always - with a breeze which varies in intensity. I went to the hospital this morning and one of the patients was telling me, appreciatively, that a doctor had prayed with them. It wouldn't happen in an NHS hospital, but this is the Bible Belt, and people are more religious generally, also it is a Catholic hospital.
I didn't need to do desserts for tonight as team Mexican, who were responsible for the meal, bring Mexican cheesecakes. I debated whether to go to Emmanuel for supper, as I was settled with my cross stitching, but was glad I did when I found someone had taken the trouble to put aside a non spicy taco for me.
Other than this I have just been stitching away, watching WWIII unfolding. I am not sure if I have got this right, but it is my understanding that Obama has given Iran concessions which is enabling them to develop their nuclear weapon....in which case we are headed for WWIII because Israel will not wait to be attacked. That's my opinion for the day.
It is said that we know we are getting old when policemen start looking young, and policeman have looked young to me for a long time, but now judges look as if they have just left school this morning.
I wondered if this had been a 'normal' picture of Camilla which this rag had doctored to make her look like that.
This had me very perplexed and wondering where on earth one is supposed to put their food scraps if not in the trash. I've been here long enough to know that 'trash' is American for rubbish.
I took this on Sunday morning at St Crispin's. The guitarist on the left of this jazzy group is Beth, the Youth Minister. It was terrific what they played, they really rocked, I would have loved an encore.
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