No, not the dentures under great strain from all the fancy food I'm eating, but a cry of despair! Came to the hideous realisation, today, that this conference is not just something you attend, but is designed so that when you get back to the parish, you have to do something with all this material and all these ideas!!

I'm not now only a recovering alcoholic, and a new non-smoker, but I'm seemingly a friggin evangelist too! I've got to lay plans for my Vestry, the parish, and find "cockpit assistants" as I pilot us into the future! Vroom Vroom! I've got to learn to tell people about all the times God touched me and was there for me.... so they can identify and become seekers! I think I'll end up like Fr Heron's Geek!! (see two or three posts down)

Actually, I'm really unfair, and the material is brilliant, put across in a refreshing, down-to-earth, and hilarious fashion! When I unscramble my mind, I'll maybe even be able to write something decent about it all. It's the caviar, my friends. It addles the brains!