Thursday Morning

Good morning,

Yesterday evening I biked along the front and then watched Buffy. And did tuna and salad sandwich for tea.

I slept a good long night, and woke surprised that it was light, at 8am.
I had slept through the night but woke from dreams about the church, I dreamed my brother was phoning the diocese in dismay about the Steel report.
Funny isn't it? I got on ok with my family until the church of england destroyed me, and release of the Korris rubbish meant that I would never have hope of reconciliation.

Anyway, it is a lovely sunny day and I am about to go to cafe church to see all me pals.