The glorious weather continues. Despite the sunshine we both slept late, and posted the Whatsapp link to Morning Prayer at eight. The doorbell rang just after. It was our monthly fish order delivery from Ashtons. After breakfast, I went to the Eucharist at St Catherine's. There were eight of us for the service and coffee afterwards, and I collected this week's veggie bag on the way home and found Clare was already cooking some pieces of fish which arrived earlier.
She spent a frustrating amount of time the day before yesterday and again this morning trying to buy travel insurance to cover us on our river cruise in August. Extra cover is required for this trip and more extra cover if you have several medical conditions. She had to pay sixty percent more than I did. That's nearly ten percent of the cost of the cruise itself. I don't suppose we'll be able to afford to make this kind of trip again. It's a one-off special in the year we both turn eighty.
After lunch, I completed next week's Morning Prayer video and uploaded it to YouTube, then a walk to Pontcanna Fields to take another look at the Urdd rugby tournament. Eight pitches at a time are occupied by games, a colourful sight when you think there are sixteen teams playing, each with its own design of shirt. When I walked down as far as the cricket stadium I could hear cheers and chanting from within. Apparently an inter-varsity game was being played at the same time.
At home again by five and feeling unusually tired, I decided I didn't have enough energy to go out again and attend the licensing and welcome celebration for Fr Richard Green, the new Vicar of Grangetown. It's not as if anyone was expecting to see me there. Those days are long past. I'm completely out of the clerical social circle these days. C'est la vie. I spent the evening watching episodes of 'De Dag'. It's complex but very good.
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