So this is going to be a frivolous post. Consider yourselves warned, dear friends.
I know there’s so much important stuff going on that I should be writing about:
- I’m delighted about the recent vote in the Scottish Episcopal Church which puts it one step closer to its priests being able to solemnise same sex marriages in church.
- I’m a bit shaken by the Tel Aviv shooting after spending so much time there recently, and my heart aches for those involved.
- I’m angered by the government’s response of collective punishment: the freezing of 83,000 entry permits, house raids, village closures. None of these things will help. They will only make the situation worse.
It’s been a crazy week. I had a friend visiting, and we were at Tel Aviv Pride last weekend and had a lovely couple of days of leisurely sightseeing. Then he left and I had two days of catch up and meetings. Yesterday morning I baptised a young woman in the Jordan River, which was profoundly moving — many tears and much joy. In amongst it all has been a ridiculous amount of driving. By the time I got home yesterday, I almost literally couldn’t move for tiredness. I found enough energy to drag myself to the side of the pool, where I dozed in the shade for most of the afternoon, before coming home and just going to bed.
Three weeks from today, we’ll be heading back to Scotland for much-needed rest and relaxation. It’s the first time we will be back since moving here in November, and the first proper holiday (of more than about 3 days) since September. So the excitement is building. As much as I love it here and am adding it to my growing list of places I consider ‘home’, my thoughts are starting to turn to the things I miss about Scotland:
- The green of the countryside
- Feeling cold
- The sound of the rain on the roof
- Gothic architecture against leaden grey skies
- Stobo Spa
- Being reunited with my banjo
- And my cowboy boots
- Drivers who are merely bad, not insane
- Indian food
- Fish & chips
- The Whisky Society
- My own house and garden
- The ease of communicating
- Not feeling like an outsider
- Marks & Spencer … John Lewis … Laura Ashley … Penhaligon … Lululemon … Boots … Blackwell’s
- And, of course, all my dear friends
For those of you who are local to Edinburgh: Justin and I will be at Old Saint Paul’s for Mass on Sunday 17th July and will be in a pub in Edinburgh city centre from 5pm or so that afternoon, until late. Leave a comment, email me, or contact me on Facebook or Twitter for the location, and come along and say hi. We’d love to see you!