Presenting...Mr Chicken!

Pottered around here this morning – I did absolutely nothing constructive other than typing a few e-mails and tidying up a little bit. In the afternoon we had to be at Knollcombes at 1.30 for Nick and Vincent to put in the new sign advertising that there is a church there, and the times. Steve made the signs before they left on holiday in June, but this one is only now going up. Unfortunately it lists our old telephone number as the contact number! At 2.30 we needed to be at Prince Andrew High School for the presentation of an oversized cheque by the school. They had had a mufty day (civvies day), and for the privilege of wearing their own clothes they had to each pay 50p, which all came to the Baptist Church relief fund. It’s wonderful that so many people are making an effort to help us.

At 3 pm we were back at Knollcombes for the second Fundraising Meeting, which wasn’t terribly fruitful, but we diarised dates of forthcoming events which are a coffee morning, Ladies’ Orchestra concert and potential sales of CDs, books and necklaces when the next tourist ship comes in. There is a divided opinion as to what should be rebuilt first; the manse or schoolroom. Nick originally thought the schoolroom as it would give the church some stability again, and a place to hold services, children’s ministries, and any fundraising events and meetings…however, on second thought, the manse should rather be built so that the next incoming pastor will have accommodation! Directly after the meeting we went to Harry and Jenny. We had a supper arrangement with them, which included a ‘come early for fellowship’ invitation. As it was, we only got there at about 4.45 by which time Jenny was ready to start the supper. Freshly caught and battered tuna, with chips and beetroot. Delicious! I made three garlic loaves to add to the meal, and we had ice-cream for pudding.

As always we had a lovely time with them – Jennifer’s aunt and aunt’s husband are still staying with them, until the end of October. Nick did his chicken and hedgehog joke with a kitchen towel – I can’t explain it in writing!