I often feel some pressure to make the most of holiday time by doing interesting stuff. It is better, however, if I resist this pressure and instead concentrate on doing nothing much. This has a far more beneficial effect in the long run.
Today is a pleasing mix of the two. I have had a lazy morning while sundry relatives and friends look after Rusk. I am sitting in my sister’s very comfy swivel chair (a family heirloom – used to be my Grandfather’s chair), laptop on lap, half-read Colin Dexter novel to hand, Test Match Special on in the background. Lovely. Later today I will go and be the guard on a steam train – if that isn’t ‘doing stuff’ I don’t know what is. Haven’t done any guarding for about 3 and a half years so it will be interesting to see how much I remember. I’m being reassessed on Monday so I really will find out how much I have forgotten!
It has occurred to me that I may be turning into a cliche* – detective novels, cricket and steam railways have long been part of the stereotypical view of the average English vicar. I maintain, however, that these have been part of my life for longer than I have been even thinking about ordination, so there!
*Can’t for the life of me find the accent to make that correct – sorry