After the Eucharist this morning, it was off to East Kilbride, the home of the Scotland Supporters Club Shop, and also the home of Mother Kirsten who is leading the Parish Day on Saturday. Since the Leading Your Church Into Growth Conference in March, at which I was suitably enthused, I have been threatening to do the 4 Studies and a Party exercise with, at least, the Vestry of St Auggie's!
After talking through the stuff this afternoon, I'm really looking forward to the day, and looking forward to hearing how my little flock perceive our situation at present as a congregation, and how they envisage the future! They'll be required to work hard, but should be allowed home by 3pm!
The journey home was horrific. There had been a bad accident on the motorway, and it had been closed off, just as rush hour was on. A 45 minute drive took almost 3 hours! What is it about drivers who still career down two empty outside lanes when the rest of us have dutifully got into single file, knowing that the lanes ahead are closed and some numpty will let them in at the end of the queue? OK. They want home for dinner, but so do I! I silently sat and accepted it all in a saintly manner, except once when I flicked a pair of fingers at an Arnold Clark's Self Drive Hire Van. Afterwards I chastised myself. Maybe it was a poor person who couldn't afford the surcharge if the van was returned late. Why is it usually folk who drive Jags and BMWs and such that are more prone to do that stuff? Are these people more important than the rest of us?
The wait on the motorway gave me the chance to hear all the reaction to Obama's victory, and I drank it all in. I hope he makes the most of the honeymoon, cos eventually the world will realise he doesn't have super-hero powers, or a magic wand. What a breath of fresh air on the world's political scene!
And so to tonight. The RW is hoovering everywhere, drowning out the sounds of the fireworks. Even the dogs and cat got hoovered. Fr Jimmy & Mother Matilda arrive tomorrow, and it will be different having a Gambian couple staying with us for a week. The RW has made up an itinery, which has exhausted me simply by reading it! I think we may need to hide from her and her list of things we must do from time to time......
However, a wonderful result for Celtic, holding Manchester Utd to a draw, and coming within 6 minutes of beating them. Edge of the chair stuff! It was like watching Partick Thistle play Rangers. You know you can come within a whisker of beating them, but they always seem to manage to get that goal in the end!
About late merging people, I have a joke about BMWs and hemorrhoids, but I will refrain from telling it without your permission, good Father.