Before you travel to a chapel you have only ever visited once, over a year ago, make sure to check the map. When you leave the house 45 minutes before the service starts and find yourself in the middle of the flat plains of the Fens, with no landmarks in sight and not a soul to guide you, you will start to panic. You will flag down passing white vans, and even they may not have heard of the place you want to be! You will look frantically in the boot for the map book - it won't be there....and you will fall happily into a small newsagent's shop and the kindly chap behind the counter will take pity on you and draw you a map! You will make it to the chapel with FOUR minutes to spare. The congregation will forgive you.......and even ask you to come again.
Such was my morning. The congregation were amazingly welcoming and I shall be delighted if I am asked back there. It was blessed, and uplifting to be there.
This afternoon, when the FH and I got home, by a more direct route, we sat and talked with the girls for about an hour, and then later on, the FH's son and his friend dropped by, and we talked for another good hour. Tonight, I have watched "Call the Midwife" sat on my posterior, so I think that I can safely say I have had my fair share of just sitting today. I hope you have had a restful weekend, and I am looking forward to catching up on some of your blogs tomorrow.
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