Sunday

Often people assume that Sunday is a clergy person's busiest day (if not actually the only day he does any work!). Clergy don't do much to dispel this myth because it means they can have a bit of peace and quiet and time with the family on a Sunday afternoon.
So, I spent the afternoon putting together a flat-pack wardrobe (which took the best part of three hours). We bought a set of bedroom furniture before Christmas, but one of the wardrobes had to go back because the holes had been drilled in the wrong place. It took nearly two months to have a replacement delivered.

This evening Mary, Eleanor and I went out for a very nice meal at Tootsie's - I had lamb souvlaki with Greek salad, and fruit and chocolate fondue. A nice treat to celebrate my birthday tomorrow!