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Sorry about skipping Tuesday. It was quite full.

A highlight was the Groupe Rive Gauche in the evening (with spaghettis beforehand).

At Deeside I was hopeless for doing and remembering the announcements. Thankfully we had a really brilliant announcer - the best announcer I have ever known in all my 47 years.

So it was that last week I forgot to get announced that the Groupe Rive Gauche was postponed to this week to avoid the week leading up to Easter.

And this week I forgot to get announced that the Groupe Rive Gauche was this week. So Pat had to run round like a wild thing telling everyone while I ran someone home after church. She missed one or two people in her haste and we didn't realise till it was too late.

It may be just as well this once. We were 12 to eat and 11 for the study (children went upstairs because it was getting late) and using almost all our chairs.

We need to buy some more plastic folding chairs. Thankfully our supermarket has them.

Next month we are beginning to follow the book Le salut de la Genèse à l'Apocalypse, by John Timmer, which is a Bible Overview / Big Picture book with built in study questions.

Next month the first Tuesday falls on May 1st, which is a mega-bank-holiday. Probably no buses or trams. The following one is May 8th, which is simply a bank holiday though there will be buses and trams.

The problem is that in May people will do bridges everywhere. If Tuesday is a bank holiday, then you take Monday off and you end up with two nice long weekends in a row. Which may scupper us for doing Groupe Rive Gauche on either Tuesday.

We'll see...

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