Thursday

Where to start?   Thursday is a day of no responsibility, no chaplaincy round.   I thought I would get myself into a nice little Lenten routine - I tend to leave reading until bedtime, but think the morning when I am casting about like this, would be better.   I'll start tomorrow.

 

This morning I took myself along to Fr Bill's session, which was a video of a rabbi talking about Maimonides - and you will have to take my word for it that it was a lot more interesting than it sounds, he was an absolutely excellent speaker, and I have got the 'credentials' to find it interesting, viz. a degree in theology.   Musing for a moment - you never know what life is going to throw at you, so take a degree, it doesn't have to be theology, then when you are pushing 80 you will find Maimonides - or whatever - interesting.

 

On Thursdays in Lent the local churches get together, taking turns to host a service, followed by an ecumenical lunch.  So far so good, but I was the only one from Emmanuel, so I didn't bother with the lunch, and hope that the ensuing weeks will be better attended.   I missed Pattisue, she would have gone to that.

 

Not long after that I took my crocheting along to the Senior Centre, feeling all of pushing 80, to listen to the country and western group.   I came to the conclusion that it must be a lifetime spent in the Baptist churches here that gives them all such wonderful singing voices.  

 

There were quite a few octogenarians hop, skipping and jumping on the dance floor.   Bless.   We are all 19 inside.   I even vaguely entertained the notion of putting my crocheting down and embarking on a lively little dance routine of my own (I can see your raised eyebrows, loved ones)  But decided that before making such a major fool of myself I had better decide if I wanted to go there again.

 

Then it was time to take myself home and see how much of the front garden Mark has dug up looking for the water leak.  He informed me that the pipes are 60 years old, so there is no point in repairing one leak, it would be better to replace it all, which is what he is going to do.   So far there are just two holes dug in the ground, I think something more dramatic might happen tomorrow.

 

I am feeling just a little uneasy that he is looking so happy and cheerful about it, bearing in mind that he wants me out of the house, and until a little while ago he was quite uptight about it.

 

So that has been my exciting day.........................