We woke to a covering of snow today, but by the time I had had my shower and got dressed it was gone and the sun was shining. By eleven I could hang out the washing, and by four it was dry enough to fold for the airing cupboard.
Last Sunday one of the hymns was "Dear Lord and Father of Mankind" including the words "Speak through the earthquake, wind and fire" - we have been through two thirds of these this last week: fingers crossed against the final one! The first two between them seem to have knocked several slates off the chancel roof.
