Up early posting the Morning Prayer YouTube link to WhatsApp, then dozed for a while before getting up for breakfast. I worked all morning on recording and posting next week's video to YouTube, then went to Mercadona for food supplies before cooking lunch. I'm making life easier for myself using jars of pulses already cooked, rather than preparing large batches of my own from scratch and freezing them. With lots of writing to do, preparing for services, bible study and my weekly on-line slot, taking less time to cook meals is worthwhile, without resorting to ready meals.
I wrote for a while after lunch, then went for a walk over the hill and along the Arroyo Real again, all the way down to the sea, and back to St Andrew's on the Paseo Maritime for a World Day of Prayer service at six. It was an ecumenical gathering of about three dozen people, two thirds Spanish speakers, the rest Brits or Scandinavians, mostly women but with a few accompanying spouses as well. The service was advanced by a day as this Thursday was already scheduled as an ecumenical Taizé prayer meeting. The service was created by a group in Taiwan this year. Come to think of it, it would already be tomorrow in the host country when we started. The text was bilingual Spanish-English. The hymns although available in translation were sung in English. We'd have been better off if all the songs had been Taizé ones, but never mind.
It was sunset when I walked back up the hill. After supper, I finished the think Patricia Cornwell novel I've been reading all week. It's taken me a long time, as the story, apart from being complex is padded out with far too much descriptive detail, some of which is repeated. This makes it ponderous rather than dramatic. As ever there's a sudden shock in the penultimate chapter, which is almost possible to predict, but leaves you filling gaps in narrative detail left unstated. Unimpressive, when the end is not exciting enough to stop you nodding off.
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