I have always been concerned that when I became a minister, I'd be so consumed with church life that I'd miss what was going on outside the walls of the church. Today, I thought that I'd been asleep and then woke up suddenly outside Salisbury's having missed the world and the last thirty years.
We had just arrived in Huddersfield (it was my day off) to do some important shopping. Coming out of Salisbury's car park my wife got me by the arm and said, ' Now don't wander off '. I smiled and joked that I hadn't lost my marbles yet ( I was going to suggest that she sew my name into my coat in case I got lost, but thought better of it). Having managed to buy nothing except a bucket full of coffee in McDonalds, we went back to Salisbury's to do some food shopping. My wife then gave me a task to do so that I wouldn't interfere with her routine - I had to find something nice for lunch - she thought I'd probably manage that. By this time I was beginning to feel very old but said nothing. Finally on our way out, I said that the coffee was making its presence known and I just needed to pop to the loo before we set off for home. She looked at me with pitiful eyes and said, ' do you need to go again? Are you all right?' I reassured her that my prostrate was fine and just to prove it I drove home without visiting the toilet. I managed to get home without any 'upsets'.
Made me think though...how do people see me? Crikey!! time for some serious thought! I'd love to write more, but nature calls...
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Darling, the shop is called SAINSBURY'S!
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