Just back from Haselmere, the new Limpsfield, the ongoing Christian holiday work that I first got involved in as a teenager. I spoke to the leaders team preparing for the summer, over the weekend, along with old friend Sue Bennett[ ne Saville]. This injection of youth has left me feeling frisky if somewhat overwhelmed. Great music and a cameo of church as it can be- renewing, uplifting, reshaping, restoring.
Took mother around the new Butterfly experience launched in St Albans recently. True the big dome, its main feature is yet to be constructed but the millions of flowers carpeting the site are a foretaste of paradise.
More subduing was queing with Leroy to renew his bail papers in Londons Old Street- people and place felt worn out and defeated. Leroy , however, smiles on and is a teatament to grace in a life under great restrictions and pressures. We went to The Prospect of Whitby, my faviourate London pub and let the river restore our sense of proportion .
And , guess what the book is here, so some of you will soon be hearing from me more directly.