I’m now heading rapidly into that cul de sac called ‘about to go on holiday’ – otherwise known as forelog.  Characteristic of this period is the attempt to cram ever more into a diminishing resource of time – and a joyful and increasing tendency to chuck stuff overboard since I am never going to get it done anyway.  It reminds me of that immutable law of pastoral ministry – they either die or they get better – and either way ….

It was all here before me and it will be here after me …. so let’s loosen up a little!  Where did I put that bucket and spade so that I can do mitre-shaped sandcastles on the beach at Marble Hill?

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  1. Enjoy the break. Hope the sunny days outnumber the ‘real soft’ ones!

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