It has been a strange old week full of weird emotions!
The week started brilliantly with a trip to London, not to visit the queen but to drop Marc and Dan at Euston and then meet my Aunty Sue and Uncle Roy who came down from Manchester for the day to see my folks (I hate crashed!!) it was a lovely walk down memory lane as well as a physical walk around the site of London....Elijahs first trip to the big smoke and he seemed to thorough enjoy it!

The week however since then has been somewhat hard work juggling trying to work and look after Elijah, it has meant early mornings and ,ate nights cramming work into the slots when he's been asleep and trying to ensure he's happy and not too bored while I crack on. When you are suddenly on your own you suddenly appreciate the little things in life, people dropping you a text, the offer of popping over to visit (even if you gave a meeting instead 😢) and the calls just to check you are ok. It's a blessing to know there are people out there who you can rely on .

The week however taking a turn hasn't really been about being home alone but about the state of the world, every morning it feels like we wake up to another tragedy where humanity has shown its most brutal side....this week has felt a little too close to home in northern France (guess where we are off on Holiday!) and a priest! The fact that anyone...in the name of religion, can go into an act of worship and murder someone who and devoted his life to God is beyond me. And so for now churches are to be more cautious and so are we as priests . We live in scary times but love can and will overcome. If we live in fear and stop doing what we want to do then the terrorists have won . So on we go giving thanks for a God of love and for thoughtful friends and Family