yesterday: a day almost entirely without computers.
today: Adoro te devote — making an unexpected appearance at choir rehearsal for a joint service elsewhere.
Oh for a monstrance.
I sense a Edinburgh trip coming soon.
yesterday: a day almost entirely without computers.
today: Adoro te devote — making an unexpected appearance at choir rehearsal for a joint service elsewhere.
Oh for a monstrance.
I sense a Edinburgh trip coming soon.
Thunderbird’s superb new search features.
email is proving much easier to tame.
If only I had similarly efficient systems in my head.
—–
(five minutes later, proving the point…)
Oh — I see. Thunderbird tells me the person I was waiting for has postponed our meeting. And no, I was not supposed to be somewhere else instead. I’d sensibly allowed two hours clear this afternoon to take a break before vestry and to play catch up. ‘Down time’ works so much better when one remembers to take it…
rutabaga.
(I know. I’m as surprised as you are. But there it is.)
one of the best parting lines I’ve heard in a long time:
‘Can’t stay for coffee — I’m going home to read Ezra.’
(you know, I’m beginning to imagine that there may yet be a place for gold stars in Dunblane…)