View from the Potting Shed

It’s “Move-Day minus 1″ before the packers return to load everything else into the back of a lorry and drive it safely over to Fife, and we’re getting organized (you may have guessed that already from previous blog posts).
What still needs to be done?

Something we’ve found helpful as we’ve been dotting between rooms is a […]

Having moved house a few times now, and being the kind of organized fellow that I am, I’ve found that having a small cardboard box called the “Packing Box” filled with the following items makes for a much easier life.
Into my packing box I’ve thrown:

Tape gun and extra parcel tape — having used one of […]

Yesterday was Maundy Thursday. It’s traditional that at the end of the evening Eucharist, during which we particularly remember the Last Supper and re-enact the washing of the disciples feet, to completely strip bare the sanctuary (the ‘pointy end’ by the altar). The stripping the altar takes place once the bread and wine […]

The scene in our guest bedroom this afternoon, having cleared out all the packing boxes from the room-space cupboard:

The wardrobe of adventure, part 1

Hey Smudge (that’s the cat!)! What’s this … an ordinary wardrobe? Haven’t you seen Narnia?! Through the back of special wardrobes there is always excitement and adventure …
The wardrobe […]

The last few days have seen quite a few moments of saying goodbye, and a few tears too.
Thursday
I had my last regular meeting with my spiritual director on Thursday. He has accompanied me through a great deal in the last nine years or so (can it really be that long?) The meeting went […]

It’s funny the things you find while you are sorting things out in preparation for a move. Today I’m tackling the cupboard in the dining room that primarily houses most of our guitars (we have eight). I affectionately call it my ‘Guitarsenal‘.

First, amongst some old guitar magazines I found this A5 flyer for […]

How I imagine the broken cistern looked today.
It’s been a long day today.
A day of preparing services for Holy Week; of dealing with a broken toilet cistern in a holiday house forty-five miles away, a concerned sister-in-law and wet brother-in-law; of welcoming an ill Jane home early from work; of continuing to write a user […]