I seem to have lost a day. Somewhere in my head, a day has been skipped. I say that because right now in my head, today is All Souls’ Day. But it isn’t. All Souls’ was yesterday.
For about a week I’ve been doing the joined-up thinking in a world full of pumpkins. As The VicarTM, I get the privilege of ‘holding’ the spirituality of the place together. And there is a lot of emphasis on celebrating the prequel to All Saints’ and All Souls’. And I really enjoy it. One year I was whatsapped a photo of my friend’s baby crawling around in the kitchen with 8 legs like a tarantula. I digress…

