A long night's undisturbed sleep, waking up feeling very grateful to be home and alive on the Lord's Day. Sunday Worship on Radio 4 celebrated St Francis and his eco-Canticle of the Sun. Sunshine and medication routine on getting up, then a normal muesli and fruit breakfast with added peace and quiet in Clare's company. What a luxury!
I started early after breakfast looking for the live link to Llandaff Cathedral Sung Mass, via You Tube. The Cathedral Channel is a mess of confusing options, many of them irrelevant or misleading. We had a visit from Sheila on her way to church. She's tech savvy enough to find the Llandaff live stream, but she failed too. So it's not just me.
Yet again, I ended up calling the Cardiff Metropolitan Cathedral website eleven o'clock Sung Mass live stream in a couple of clicks and followed the service from the opening hymn to the distribution of Communion, The 4th century Roman Canon was used in a very acceptable revised translation, and the homily was gently challenging. During the Communion silence, a call from Kath came in. It was good to hear from her about Rhiannon's first homecoming from University and share the joy of the moment.
We had pasta for lunch with a portion of Marc's delicious lamb sugo. Then I had a visit from Ruth, one of the St Catherine's members, bearing gifts and cards. A bottle of Merlot for me, chocolates from Clare. Not ready for vino yet, but it's nice to have it to look forward to post post-op medication.
It's a bit difficult to shave at the moment so I'm having to let my semi goatee beard grow out into a full set of white whiskers which I hate, having trimmed the existing growth into shape. When it came to hoovering up the hairs the broken lid of the device detachable vacuum chamber swung open and deposited its hairy load elsewhere. The gaffer tape holding it together had dried out, and needed replacement pronto. In each possible direction a little chaos swirls, and requires patience to restore order.
Siôn visited and celebrated a short Communion service at four and gave me a copy of the readings and his homily. His life is pretty busy at the moment. His daughter Mali, and Bishop Mary were running a local half marathon today. Mali's sponsored run is for the Air Ambulance service which took a doctor to her mother when her leg was crushed in a street accident. A life saving call out.
A few messages written to friends, pills taken, settling down for the evening now, as sunset draws near.
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