Liverpool with Viv and her mum and their cases and see them safely
onto a train to London. It was still baking hot, so David, Matthew and
I walked up and had a look around the University and nearby, looking
at places such as the Victoria Building, the Mathematics department,
the Guild building, the Anglican Chaplaincy. And nearby, the Phil, the
Everyman and Bistro, and 21 Hope Street, showing that a clapped out
student house CAN become a chic restaurant with the passing of time!
Then home, and on Sunday morning to lead the 9.30 service. According
to many reports, I led very well god Debbi preached very well. A quiet
afternoon as David went off to archery and the rest of up watched a
movie. And by the evening, the weather had changed to a downpour such
as was rarely seen here, but is quite common in the Pacific. I
couldn't believe that the pavements previously dry were almost
impassable. Yet by this morning it's again almost dry. Loads of people
at church asked where Viv was, was she alright and so forth, so she is
certainly missed. I suppose she will have to answer for me in three
weeks. But today, Christopher is going back to school, Matthew has an
exam in the afternoon and David is taking a friend to the art gallery
in Port Sunlight. Inside the museums, infinity goes upon trial. Voices
echo this is what salvation must be like after a while. Remarkable.
Not only the words fit the event, but also the title. Non Dylan fans,
once again, won't have a clue what I'm on about. But it's work time
now. More soon. Be seeing you!