Storm brewing

Or so I thought. Turned out to be a storm in a tea cup.

Had a job interview today, then the funeral directors turned up an hour early at the church to deliver the beloved parishioner who will lie in repose overnight.

They rang me at home and I had to scramble out of the tracky dacks (Australian lingo) to get to the church.

Then I had to go back at 5pm to open the Church for the family who stayed until 7pm. All the time I was waiting in the office to lock up and go home, on my one day off!

Mad to join the priesthood, eh ElizabethB!