CHRISTMAS MORNING

We spent Christmas with Adam in Wales as usual. This year he has moved to a new parish and Christmas morning was my first visit to one of the churches in his new parish. This visit did not make a good impression on me I am sorry to say but not through anyone's fault.

A few days before the pipes had burst on the heating system and of course on Christmas morning there was no heating. The church is a fairly big building with a high ceiling and I have never been so cold in my life! The poor organist's fingers kept going numb from the cold.

If you look at the picture below you can see the hunched cold look on the people's faces, I hope they get their heating fixed quickly.

MISERY

Its been a horrible week. First Adam rang to say that his car was a right off after an accident with a bollard. He was ok thankfully but in dispair as he needs his car to get around his parish. Then the heating went - again.

I have spent all week chasing heating engineers who made all kinds of promises and then simply did not arrive, all the time getting colder and colder. I was so cold that I could not paint as my hands were just too cold. Finally I asked a fellow artist friend if she knew someone and she gave me a name and we rang him on Sunday (yes I know but we were SO COLD) and he CAME AROUND a few hours later AND GOT THE HEATING GOING, the relief was mighty.

Then Adam rang to say that he had found a car, at the right price and would be mobile again in a week.

There is only one niggling thought at the back of my mind - I am superstitious, don't things come in threes?