I spent lunchtime today in St John's tea room today, as the team was lacking a couple of workers. It's the first time in a couple of months that I've been germ free and available to go in and help out. In addition to helping with the washing up, I made a batch of BLT sandwiches, and cooked an appreciated vegetable soup from prepared frozen ingredients, and then served it up to customers. A great pleasure - the first time I've been let loose like that at the stove. That's how short handed they were.
It was good to be back among friends, especially as they look forward to the induction of their new Vicar next Tuesday. Thirteen and a half months of an interregnum has been a long time for the community to hold itself together, and it's been successful in this. Everyone is now ready for the new beginning with a new pastor.
Afterwards, I went over to the office and did several hours work before returning for supper, followed by the last round of the Cardiff 'Singer of the World' competition on TV. It's been thrilling to hear and/or watch on the radio or TV this past few days - so much wonderful young talent, such marvellous musical choices made by the twenty performers. All those selected for Sunday evening's finals are so good, it's impossible to imagine how the judges can choose between them.
Clare went to a Welsh book launch last night. The family and friends of the North Walian author found that hotel rooms in the city centre were double the usual price because of the extra demand for rooms generated by the singing competition. It was disturbing to hear that the author's elderly father, booked to come for the launch had been taken into hospital, and was refused a refund, even though there would doubtless have been other potential takers. If I could find out which hotel, I'd be eager to name and shame. There's no excuse for making a family's distress that much worse. This does the city's hospitable reputation no good whatsoever.
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