It takes a while to settle…
Isn’t it funny how long it takes to settle down after a break away? Or is it just me?
Mind you, the weather has been horrible – grey, damp and depressing – since we returned. What a contrast to Portugal, where even though it was overcast at times, it was still warm!
Our friend put his photos online today – I want to go back to the azure skies and sea, golden sands and sunshine.
Instead, today I played the worst game of golf ever. I was cold and damp (the weather) and couldn’t hit a thing. Ended up with an horrendous score, and couldn’t wait to get back to the bar and some warmth.
Never mind. No golf next week as I shall be away again, Monday to Friday, this time on official business for the diocese. They’re pulling me out of retirement to be one of the group facilitators on the Clergy leadership Programme, a residential course for a week now, and another week ion October.
Not really sure I want to go, but I expect I’ll enjoy it when I get there.
And then it’ll take me another week to settle down again…