SEEKER’S EASTER.
It was a very quiet one really, especially as the weather was so bad (cold and rainy much of the time!). A bit of the snow that the weather folk had predicted would have made it a bit more interesting actually, but we only got a few flakes and that was it!
Friday was mainly taken up with church events. We went on a ‘Walk of Witness’ through the streets in the morning, a joint event with an Anglican church and one other. Some old boy shouted out to us across a busy main road: “Keep your religion inside your churches.” I can’t help thinking that anti-Christian (especially anti-Catholic) feeling is at an all-time high at the moment. We often get people shouting or tooting at us on this walk. And they try to tell us that we live in a tolerant society!
The main Catholic service of the day is always at 3 PM on Good Friday. My daughter was intending to go to our church with us, but unfortunately she and hubby had a very silly argument (most of their arguments are extremely silly!) just beforehand. I refused to have anything to do with it – if there is one day you should not argue, it has to be Good Friday! As a result of the argument, daughter decided to go to her own church – and we all ended up feeling a bit sad that we were not together! Everything was fine immediately after church though.
Son went off Friday lunch time for a weekend in Bristol with some of his friends, so that left just the three of us for the rest of the holiday. We had several games of monopoly (not usually my most favourite of games but daughter likes it!). We had three successive meals out, eating twice at the Weatherspoons at Brighton Marina. It is in a really nice building, overlooking the harbour. The food there is cheap at the best of times – but hubby had a book of vouchers for meals at almost give-away prices! There is a very relaxed atmosphere there and after eating we spent some time sitting there playing cards (knock-out whist). It was good fun.
We went to church on Easter Saturday night (instead of the Sunday). It is usually my absolute favourite day to go to church, because the singing of the psalms etc. can be so beautiful. We often attend it at my daughter’s church in Brighton or another church out in the country. This year though, my husband had to transport the disabled lady we usually take to church, so daughter and I were planning to go to church in Crawley (just for a change). In the end, my husband persuaded daughter to go with him – for one thing, it was a horrible night for travelling as that was the time it decided to try and snow! Our church is pretty small and there were not many people there on Saturday night (probably due to the weather) – so the singing of the psalms I usually love was absent. It was nice anyway! I got to do a lovely, long reading from Genesis and I really enjoyed that. Even though I have been doing readings for over a year now, I still worry in case I am reading okay. Two people were really kind though and told me afterwards that I had read really well, so that made me very happy! All in all, we were glad we all went to church together, especially after it failing to happen on Good Friday. The disabled lady was very happy that she could attend as well. She had (unbeknown to us) previously asked for the intention of the mass to be for hubby’s recently-deceased sister – so we were doubly glad to be there!
Yesterday was largely a relaxing day – up late and then a long session at Brighton Marina! In the evening though, we were invited out to hubby’s brother for the evening. There we played another game (life is just one big game these days!) called rummikub. It is always a good laugh being with them! We didn’t get back home until almost 1 am and then spent some time talking to son, who had just returned after his weekend away and was unusually talkative. It was gone 2 am when we finally turned off the light!
I am a bit concerned about the site of my recently-removed tooth. It was very painful for four or five days after the extraction and then suddenly got much better. Now there is only an occasional, very dull ache. When I look in at it though, there is still a big hole and something white (which looks suspiciously like bone) is visible in there. I am a bit concerned in case I might have a similar problem to the one that caused my husband so much trouble last summer, following his visit to the Croatian dentist. I did some reasearch on the Internet (how did we ever survive before we had this thing?) and it looks as if he actually had something called ‘dry socket’. However, all the accounts say that the condition is usually excrutiatingly painful – although this was not the case with my husband, even though the bone had become infected! I just phoned up the surgery and they are not going to treat my problem seriously as I do not have any pain. The girl who took my tooth out is away until Friday anyway, so I had to make an appointment for then. Meanwhile, all I can do is try to keep my mouth as free of bacteria as humanly possible! Pass me the mouthwash, please………..
Holes In The Sky 