All clergy are used to people saying, ‘Of course Sunday is your busy day’. It’s kindly meant, I think what it means is that they can see what you do on Sunday. And the paradox is that, for exactly the same reason, Sunday doesn’t feel all that busy. Expectations are clear – you do what is expected of you.
For us today was something of a classic of the Scottish Episcopal Church – a visit to Killin – 53 miles each way. North from Blogstead to Dunkeld. Cross the Tay and over the hills on a perfect morning to Aberfeldy. On to Kenmore and along the north side of Loch Tay noting the first signs of snow on the top of Ben Lawers.
Killin has featured here before. It’s a ‘tin tab’ in the village. A huge convention of hairy bikers was in action just across the road. My visit was partly to mark the retirement of Revd Ladd Faggerson after 12 years looking after the congregation in his retirement, as it were. And after the Eucharist, Angus and Jill sat the whole congregation down for lunch around their hospitable table at Boreland
And then we returned – this time through Strathtay and Ballinluig
God’s own country, as they say.