This morning, the sky was “fifty shades of grey” as rain fell noisily onto the carport roof. I had “set my stall out” to walk to church, as in previous weeks, but was not overly sorry that really, today, I should drive to St. John’s.
Radio 4 earlier, relayed a recorded service from St. George’s Chapel, Windsor to mark the forthcoming (what would have been) hundredth birthday of The Duke of Edinburgh. As one might expect, the service was magnificent in its execution, a traditional Mattins, once commonplace before the days of Common Worship. Today was my fourth time at the sound system, and as far as I know, no members of the congregation had difficulty hearing.
After a post-church coffee in town, I joined Roger for lunch, prior to walk through some more fabulous countryside around Chelmorton. At long last, the trees and hedges were in full leaf, after an abysmally cold May, and the landscape looked “brand new”. We only walked for around two miles, even stopping for a pot of tea at the Church Inn. There is still plenty more to explore in that part of the countryside, still so close to home.
By the time I arrived home, I was desirous of a curry. It was delicious!
The next morning approacheth fast; time for some sleep.
Many thanks for reading, David, 23.37hrs 6/6/21.
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