The day became hectic after a phone call from the funeral director. I spent an hour or so on one visit making the preliminary arrangements for a funeral next Wednesday. A quick stop at the Rectory to contact an organist for the funeral and to collect e-mail and telephone messages was followed by ten minutes for lunch and a fifteen-mile drive to the next funeral visit. We finalised quite a lot of the order of service for Tuesday's service but I must remember to find an organist. I await decisions from the family on a few details. I'll need to get back to the Wednesday family tomorrow evening when they have all gathered for getting down to details.
I was ten minutes late for my three o'clock appointment but he was very understanding, having come to talk over our Deanery "Mission Action Plan" which we interpret as to how best we (the local Churches) can share God's love with our neighbours.
I gathered my papers together for this evening's PCC meeting and typed out the agenda before Evening Prayer. That parish still hasn't found a PCC secretary. So the next half hour was fully occupied with quickly (and belatedly) typing out a formal version of the minutes of the last meeting and photcopying them before I set out (late) up the valley to Falstone.
We discussed how we should follow up the recent Deanery Day [see separate page of blog], our work with children, care of the church buildings, how to keep the sheep in the churchyard which they're supposed to be grazing, our ever-problemmatic finances, a new date for the Christingle service -- to be in Epiphanytide rather than Christmastide, following the success of last's year's postponement which had been caused by snow.
The meeting broke up with our commenting how we had all prepared for an early winter so as not to be caught out this year. "I've got all my logs stacked." "I've got my snow tyres on." "I've got extra hay in." "We've got access to a house in Corbridge in case home is snowed up." (Corbridge is down south near Hadrian's Wall.)......... So now we expect a mild winter!
Came home for soup and toast but too late to ring to book an organist.