The Burns wotsit was good fun yesterday, but a tragic double booking of the hall kinda curtailed the quiz night. Someone forgot to put it on the year planner and the hall was let out to the local bridge club. Oops
Today started with a trip to say mass in Bo'ness in wild West Lothian (where strange hairy beasties and Diocesan Youth officers live) and I had to rediscover how to celebrate in the Eastward position and use things like the Comfy words and the long miserable confession from the Prayer Book! This afternoon is a meeting in Edinburgh, then a Confirmation class. Plus a funeral to sort for Friday. Busy old life!