After a decent lie-in, a pancake breakfast, but I was still tired from last night so didn't do much until it was time to cook a veggie sauce with pasta for lunch. We walked to Bute Park late afternoon, with a detour first to Canton Cobblers to collect Clare's repaired boots. As usual on a Saturday, grandfather, father and young son work together behind the counter, the lad serving customers very nicely, learning the family trade. We're fortunate still to have small shops of this character providing invaluable local services to the community in our urban village.
It was getting dark by the time we got back. Mother Frances rang to ask if I could help out in church tomorrow. Emma is off sick, I agreed to take the eight o'clock Communion service, only recently restored, to free her to and Rhys to take two services each, three in Canton and one in Fairwater. I'm at St Germans in addition, but will have time for breakfast before I need to leave in good time for the 11.00am Act of Remembrance.
There were two interesting documentary programmes on BBC Four after supper. One was about finding the ancient Minoan civilisation in Crete by Arthur Evans, whose conjectures about Minoan society were proved by subsequent scholarship to be wide of the mark. It wasn't the eruption of Santorini which wiped out Knossos and Minoan civilisation but its obliteration by Mycenean invaders from the mainland during a period of social and economic vulnerability post-tsunami. Something I hadn't realised before.
The second programme was a documentary about the Arabian peninsula, portraying its wildlife and the indigenous tribes of nomadic Bedouin living in what seems outwardly to be an empty barren land, yet it hosts some creatures exceptionally adapted to living in such harsh conditions. A spectacular contribution to the BBC's portfolio of nature programmes.
Then, an early night, ahead of a seven o'clock start to a busy day.
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