Still trying to shake off Sunday... Mothers's Day, Mothering Sunday on which I was inflicted with that disaster for vicars a loss of my voice.
I ended up oscilating between Barry White and Barry Humphries!
Comedy voices appart it was the first "significant" Sunday in ages since the sabbatical when I have been not present at one of my churches. It felt a bit weird to get up late and only visit one of the two communities I hang out with. How people cope when they have a multiplicity of congregations cope I don't know.
Catherine always reckons that Cragg is my other woman... I missed her yesterday and so next week I'll need to take flowers.
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