The weather here is the same all the time, cold and wet with a cold wind.

I just went outside a minute ago to get a cuppa at the market, the sky was deep dark blue in the dusk and the moon was very bright, dark grey clouds floating by, it would have made a lovely painting and one of the church people came by and stopped to look at the sky with me, she agreed it would make a nice picture, she asked if I was ok in the wind and she said she had been thinking about me when a tree came down somewhere and she was worried in case I was sleeping under a tree. I assured her I was not.

The distress about the church keeps boiling up and I want to share it, but I cannot.