We’re home after a few days in London doing Londony things (art galleries, museums, the Tube, queues). The hallway is full of half emptied suitcases, books and random hairbrushes and the Queen is padding around in her cat onesie singing loudly and failing to organise herself for Guide camp. We were back in time for our Light Party at church last night – about 35 kids and a similar number of adults making things with paper and glue and felttips and then singing and thinking about the light of Christ before consuming plenty of chocolates and mini eclairs. Lots of fun to see so many families out together and lovely to be able to chat with many of them. We think we may need to prepare extra oranges for the Messy Christingle this year…
I came home to a couple of responses to my book in the actual proper post – a lovely encouraging letter from a Twitter friend but also a completely off topic response from a reader of the Express and Star, asking me about a tricky passage in 1 Samuel. I’m still working out if and how to respond to the latter.
And Lichfield Diocese have made the video of me public, so I can post it on here. The island in the kitchen isn’t looking any better today:
The Vicar's Wife 
Congratulations. I haven’t dropped by in a while but made the link between your book and you via Deb’s blog (who wrote a wonderful review). Fantastic work. I can’t wait to get hold of a copy of your book and read it. Hooray for you.
Hi Meredith. Thanks! It was a lovely review from Deb. It’s so encouraging to hear of people who’ve found the book helpful.