After several weeks of not going to church,( illness, icy roads & Pete's clay shoot) we got down to Ilfracombe in good time to find the Church locked up and although there is probably a carol service tonight there were no notices. As we live some miles away and haven't been able to take part in many of the midweek activities we do feel on the periphery of our Church even though we have been going there for 15 years. It's only in the last year or so when illness and work pressures have intruded that we have missed many Sunday services. Last year when Pete was ill for 4 months, including one emergency ambulance trip to the hospital, there were no phone calls to see why we weren't around. Basically they are good people but most of them live close to the church and I think we are seen more in the role of visitors and we've not formed any strong friendships. We are still happy to worship there which has to be the main purpose of meeting together for services. Socialisation is an extra which we know that we have been stepping back from.
Instead we went for a stroll down by the sea. To be seen were grey seas, a grey sky, grey sand and grey rocks. It was very windy which I always find exhilarating.
A bit of colour in this grey town!
I still can't find the glass drops for the tree but I put even more decorations on it, still colour co-ordinated, and moved the led lights from the kitchen into the sitting room as they were looking rather tacky strung up on their own around the mirror. DON'T LOOK at the state of the conservatory, the boys have been using it for a workshop/games room and it's in a horrible mess.