From the island paradise of Malta (ah those pea pastries, yummy beaches and beautiful new friends) I have jetted to the another island paradise, Guernsey, one of the Channel Island. I’m with Auntie Doris, who will have photos up today I believe. We stay in her grandmother’s home overlooking the English Channel. Most people I’ve met say it has the best views of any place in the island. I totally agree. Gorgeous.
Today we took a ferry to the smaller island of Herm for time on the beach and a swim in the soul-freezing water. Even though it was so cold, I still managed to swim for about 20minutes and get some laps in. I also nearly completed the book, Notes From an Exhibition by Patrick Gale. The writing and the story holds me transfixed, but I also appreciate the inclusion of contempory Quaker characters. Gale even includes descriptions of Meeting for Worship, Quaker weddings, funerals and more.
This weeks serves as a proper holiday for me (quite rare actually) but also a time to prepare for the Lambeth Conference where I will offer talks/performances as part of the “official fringe” events. Most likely I will not be on-line much until Monday night, so if you e-mailed me, I am not ignoring you, just resting and praying and sunning and reading and eating and singing ABBA tunes and not near a computer or wifi.
If you want to check out what is happening in and around Lambeth, check out Ruth Gledhill’s daily input for the Times of London or Bishop Gene Robinson’s (aka “the gay Gene”) Canterbury Tales from the Fringe (hat tip to Liz Op)