An unusual Sunday
The Cenon church was on retreat in the Lot et Garonne so there was no service at Cenon.
So our Sunday started on Saturday evening at the Lormont ADD for their 19:30 service.
We were a smidgin late, but there were seats, near the front, and the sermon was about forgiving one another as Christ forgave us.
We went from there to McDonalds as none of us had eaten since lunchtime, then walked some of it off again because there were no trams up that branch of the line.
Sunday morning lie-in. Well, for the family, not for me, then brunch.
I had found bacon. Rashers of bacon.
Thin.
Horrifically expensive.
But recognisable as bacon.
So some of us ate bacon and scrambled egg and others had bacon sandwiches.
A happy family time.
The same excursion had got us some prepared ribs, so we had ribs for a late lunch, just before leaving for the International Service.
All our Brits were away (see above) but we were still 13, with two charming visitors from a PCA church in California, currently passing through on a cruise ship.
So our Sunday started on Saturday evening at the Lormont ADD for their 19:30 service.
We were a smidgin late, but there were seats, near the front, and the sermon was about forgiving one another as Christ forgave us.
We went from there to McDonalds as none of us had eaten since lunchtime, then walked some of it off again because there were no trams up that branch of the line.
Sunday morning lie-in. Well, for the family, not for me, then brunch.
I had found bacon. Rashers of bacon.
Thin.
Horrifically expensive.
But recognisable as bacon.
So some of us ate bacon and scrambled egg and others had bacon sandwiches.
A happy family time.
The same excursion had got us some prepared ribs, so we had ribs for a late lunch, just before leaving for the International Service.
All our Brits were away (see above) but we were still 13, with two charming visitors from a PCA church in California, currently passing through on a cruise ship.
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