Ash Wednesday

Over to my sister’s for lunch and a catch up, which I always look forward to. Her new car has arrived at last, and she’s now getting used to all the bells, whistles and gizmos on it.

Home in the afternoon, and after a quick supper it was time to pop along to church for the Ash Wednesday service, for which I did the first reading. I hadn’t known which passage it was, so it’s a good job I learnt to sight read on my drama course all those years ago. My newly-coiffed hair now has ash and holy oil mixed in with it, but I don’t really mind. I went to all the (many) services and events for Lent and Easter last year, and will try to do the same again this year if I can.