A tip if you feel like a light meal: jazz up the scrambled eggs! I wasn't especially hungry tonight, so I thought that scrambled eggs on toast with a little bacon would do nicely. But scrambled eggs are (no disrespect) bland and horridly Vicarage before bedtime-ish. So some garlic was shot into the mix and the late discovery of a small daud (a technical measurement in Scottish cooking - The Ed) of Roule in a Tupperware led to positively Gallic scrambled ouefs for supper. Vive la cuisine! Well, I recall reading about something similar in a Lionel Blue recipe book, so I'll tip a hat to the good Rabbi! Obviously, he skipped the bacon!
Incidentally, the Yanks really have decided the Moratorium is over: in the Episcopal elections in Minnesota and LA the slates include LGBT candidates. Of course, the respective electorates may decide to desist from electing those candidates (or simply and reasonably decide that the individuals nominated are not the best available candidates for the post) and delay the inevitable rumpus in the Anglican Communion. But part of me hopes not. That'll be the "lets get this sorted once and for all" bit. Once we know who we're in a relationship with vis a vis the Anglican Communion we can simply get on with it and let the assorted factions play in the sand if they so wish or get on with being the Body of Christ they are called to be. I hate the thought of split and division, but this really has gone on quite long enough and the time to decide where we are going (US or Lagos) is approaching. I'll pick the one I don't need jags to go to thanks!