Saturday morning and I'm taking Matthew to hockey, but can't find any sign of the game. Instead, I end up explaining how due diligence works and something about why large corporations don't generally buy sovereign states. Then we bought lunch from a large corporation. The evening fades from memory. Sunday, a day with a service at the start, a meeting helping the process of finding a new vicar in the afternoon and a lamb spinach curry in the evening, and you know what that means. The end of the weekend.