Pilgrims, Comets & Love and paracetamol

The walkers on the pilgrim walk turned up at St Michael’s around five pm. At least a dozen villagers turned up with cakes and tea and water bottles and good wishes  to greet them which was a welcomed first. Our jovial vicar David Lewis ( far left) was on hand too.

I do like him, he’s a sweet good natured soul. 

After that My friend Ruth and I went to Theatre Clwyd for an outdoor production off Catching Comets 

Which had a lot to say about the fragile nature of the male psychi in relation to love and relationships ..it was a pity there were only 20 people in the audience.

An intelligent and stimulating one man show 

I loved the venue ….when light fell on the outdoor stage…the huge brick wall of the East Wing of Theatre Clwyd stood illuminated as a back drop to the  drama….it felt like our own local Tate Modern.

 

I got home around ten pm and was stopped surprisingly by neighbour Trevor as I walked the dogs in the lane .

He’s 95 and rather breathlessly was brandishing a quality bottle of white wine, his trousers flapping.

“This Is for you .” He said, offering me the bottle 

“Whatever for ?” I asked him

Apparently I had given. him some advice a week ago about what dosages of  paracetamol to take for a painful shoulder.

“ I have my own personal doctor “ he quipped

“ And I had the best night’s sleep ever!”

And I smiled

I’m so happy to live in a place which I’m known, liked and valued

And if that sounds rather saccharine 

So be it