It was one of those ridiculous winters morning today. The sky was blue, the sun shone, and the streets were slippery with frost. As I walked, tripping up several times and almost going flat out once, the pavements on one side were white while the frost on the telephone wires above slowly melted, dropping great blobs on heads of the few passers-by. Everything ached, and as I rose that morning my one thought was "I wish it was Monday." Then I can go back to bed, but not today.
Today the Bishop was preaching, so I was ordered there to take pictures.
This once confused me as he is not the Bishop of Essex, just of Colchester. But large counties have a Bishop and as many 'sufferagent Bishops as required, Essex has three. The sbishops, as you may have noted, are strange people, this one however, has his good points. For a start he knows God, though he does have a tendency to the 'Stonewall' nonsense. I was glad he did not mention this today, I may have started something. All went well, he spoke well, many pictures were taken, all smiled.
I then watched as the Heart of Midlothian strolled past the poor Hibs team. This, as you know, is not unusual. The best part was watching Toby Sibbick run up the park near the end of the game and chip the ball past the despairing goalkeeper. Toby Sibbick, the new striker! Another great performance from him, though the team was not playing to well once again. Playing not to good we have beaten Aberdeen and Hibs. All looks good so far.
