A day of clouds and sunshine, but with a blustery cold east wind bringing the temperature down to 16C. A better night's sleep thankfully. We went to the St Catherine's Eucharist and I bought our weekly food bank offering at the Co-op on my way there. Fr Andrew Ministry Area Leader celebrated in Fr Sion's absence. His mother died yesterday. I'm not surprised, since he asked me to cover Wednesday's services for him, as he reckoned that he'd be spending extra time with her in the coming week. Cynthia Davies, God rest her soul, outlived her husband Saunders, former Bishop of Bangor, by seven years.
After the service, Clare left ahead of me, but I was unable to catch her up. When I got home she wasn't in and arrived five minutes after me. We both took the same route home and I didn't pass her on my way. I'm not sure what happened there! I had an exchange of messages from Veronica about our flight arrival time next Saturday, and alerting me to look out for John at the Arrivals gate.
After lunch, I worked on my sermon for next Sunday, and went out for a walk later. The cold wind made me wish I'd put on a pullover to go out. It reminded me of a day at the seaside when there's a strong sea breeze and bright sunshine.
I spent the evening until bed time reading more of 'Sangre Nueva'. Definitely a fantasy adventure novel. The story has moved from being about witch hunting to werewolves. I suspect it's written for the teenage market. Can't find any reviews on-line, but found none. Several writers have almost identical names, but not contemporary or Spanish A literary biography search produced no information on the author. The book is sold by Amazon and a few other on-line book retailers with little relevant information, except that I'm reading the first of a trilogy called 'El periplo de los malditos', the journey of the accursed. Crime novels penned under his name say he's lived half his life in Britain and teaches languages in a London secondary school. A website address I found in his other book no longer works. All very odd.
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