I went and put my heavy bag in the locker and went to tea hour, I had a few good cups of tea and then went and had my wash, then I basked in the sun and nosily watched the world.
Eventually it was time for church and I wandered in there and cuddled the radiator adoringly.
Someone made me a cup of tea and someone offered me a bit of cake.
I continued to cuddle the radiator, I am rather fond of that radiator, I have had a long affair with it.
I want to run off with it and take it to my blankets in the rat alley and cuddle it all night.
Oops, I am being naughty.

I have been deciding that I want to go home now, even just for a long holiday, I am tired and sad and I want to go home.

Church was not good, my friend there said to me once that the church is the people not the priest, because he once tried to get rid of me.
This morning he is drivelling on about his lottery tickets in the sermon, firstly he is a priest, why is he gambling? Secondly why is he drivelling about his gambling when he is is supposed to be preaching to us about God? and thirdly when is he going to give up and go get a job?

Apart from that church is ok, my reader friend doesn't really want to talk, she wants me to come and stay in the winter but I really dont want to, things are obviously stressful and overwhelming in her life as it is.

So, nothing inspiring about today's church, but I hug my radiator and chat to people, there is a lovely couple who always stop for a chat, they tell me they may have a spare sleeping bag somewhere and they chat to me about my life and offer me a small amount of money.
Someone else comes over and gives me a bag of scones.

I still like this church, it is still my church, but I dont want to be here in this town.

I had some lunch and a cuppa at the market, now I am enduring the library, only the ground floor is open and it is always too hot and crowded in here.

I am sure my blog used to be a whole lot more cheerful in the past, before I left Sattelite town.