On the whole, I'd rather be houseboating

Yes, I am still dreaming of the long lovely days on the Minto Ellen, even though I've been home over a week. Things hadn't slowed down at work at all in my absence. I came back to the news that one of our Wardens (the people responsible for the buisness of the church) was in a horrific motercycle accident in Seattle. He's older, probably 70, and drives a huge motercycle all over the place. He was on the I5, and a truck who he thought was turning decided not to, and hit him, dragged him along for a while, and ran over him. His family was following behind- I think the son saw it happen. He survived, but is in intensive care in Seattle- under heavy sedation. I also found out that another parishioner has terminal cancer.

The happy side of getting back was that my desk was full of presents! I got a couple cards from people I had helped, and a bottle of wine from a very demanding couple whose wedding leaflet I typed. The nicest of all though, was that I got a home communion kit! It's from our priest who died recently- her husband thought I should have it. I was really touched. It's made out of an old cigar box, with a beautiful chalice and glass wine container inside, and a sterling silver bread box. I can't use it for three years, of course, but it is very nice to have.