I am at the airport awaiting the first leg of a trip to a destination. I won’t have to “work” there. This is for fun. And it is a place I haven’t been to for quite a long time, years in fact. I am grateful to the good people/regular readers who have arranged the whole thing.
It’ll work out so that I’m back for Sunday Mass.
In the meantime, while on the road I’ll work on my final column for the UK’s Catholic Herald. It has run it’s course and they are changing formats. So, as this series ends, I will start a new one with a different concept!
I’ll have time on the trip to think on it.
Boarding in a while. Time for a snack and quick review of the queue.
Door closing soon.
I am on the ground and in the car, but my peeps are “retarded” by two hours! I have been instructed to go to town anyway.