Song and Glance
I'm spending this weekend in the ancestral place--originally I had two items on the agenda, which were 1. get a haircut and 2. get the car door hammered back into place (I put a rather bad gouge in it while leaving church a few weeks ago, which has a rather straight and narrow gate that opens pretty much directly onto a ditch--the city planners have some things to answer for--and it's been on the To Fix list for awhile now); so far I've only managed to get the haircut, because apparently mechanics don't work very reliably after 11am on Saturday and I couldn't get hold of the family people who know mechanics before 11am. But this is going to be less of a what-I-did post and more of a what-I-think post, though the things I think are brought on by weird things that happen while I do things... so it'll be a bit of both, really... "Let us converse." I've been acclimatising quite well, I think, to work and life and the people at the local church, though