Today

Today the cold that has been threatening all week is here with a vengeance, so I am in bed with some tissues, juice and aspirin. Its going to my chest, and since living in England, I get asthma when I get a chest infection so I might have to ask for some antibiotics. Couldn't be bothered now though. All I want to do is sleep.

Sean has gone to France. We caught the train to Ashford together and he got the Eurostar. He is on his way to le Puys to join in the celebration of his friend Bishop Henri Brincard's 20th anniversay of being a Bishop. The irony is that on Monday, it is our 10th Anniversary, and there is my sweetheart celebrating our relationship in a Monastery!

Sean had asked me to make a card for Monseigneur Brincard and I will post it here, just for interest sake. I had a lot of fun doing it, but they say the devil is in the detail. I had left the actual printing until quite late yesterday, and when I tried to print it, found that the printer had run out of blue ink, so I had to get on the Beast and scoot off to town to get a new cartridge. Rushed back and printed a couple of drafts to make sure I had the layout right, then printed the real thing. In this time I was racing against time as time, tide and British Rail wait for no one. Everything worked out well though, thank God.



My mother has been on holiday in Spain and is due back at 04h00 tomorrow. She says she plans to go to bed and catch up on her sleep. Wise move, mother. She isn't going to Church on Sunday either on the grounds that even God rested. Her week will go better if she devotes the weekend to regaining her energy and strength.