I'm booked to take services every Sunday this month. This is usual for the holiday period. My friend E and her husband have a narrow boat so they are floating around on a canal somewhere. I'm not taking all her services as she sometimes does two and I prefer to do just one although I will exert myself in an emergency. I've also promised to take a midweek service. Although this is an informal service in a village hall, it takes a lot more preparation than the Sunday jobbies.
A friend has written a book so I am hoping to go to the launch.
I've got several lunches planned and will enjoy those.
I do not believe that I have shrunk with age, no matter what the ruler at the doctor's surgery says. Rather, I think the distance down to my feet has increased considerably. I have therefore decided that someone else can care for my feet for me and I have my first session booked with her. I'm rather looking forward to that.
I'm continuing to find UnFinished Objects to donate to the knitters' group stall, raising money to buy various thermal garments for homeless people. I am rather ashamed of how many I have found but I am rejoicing in getting rid of them.
