The Conversation of Prayer

Tuesday 27th April, 2021

Well the promise rain came but not in great showers but in a drizzle, an uncomfortable drizzle. It meant no walk but an inspection of the water butt told me it was half full and may be filling more as I write.

I did however get out in the car. I deposited a whole lot of books at the library, one a return, the others donations. Then on to see a friend and to talk and eat Palma ham, goose liver pate, cheese and chocolate mousse. A great talk and a prayer together for a friend undergoing a mastectomy. I wait to hear how it went.

I returned feeling renewed and popped in to the local garage to book a general service. So this Friday week in preparation for travelling south. I will need to be up early! They checked the MOT register online and there has been the change. I wrote to tell the Authority I had had an MOT but their computer list said I was illegally driving a non MOTd car. They have not yet acknowledged my letter!

Then back home. I watched a brilliant film with Russell Crowe on Gallipoli and his search for family. As my own great Uncle emigrated to Australia and then enlisted in the army and was killed at Gallipoli it had a personal slant. The film made the point of the futility of war yet the fact that it happens and happens sometimes for good motives. God help us all.

Then the landlady's daughter came. She brought a superb salami as a present and we talked of the house being sold or divided if her Mother lived here alone or even how she might cope if she was alone, which she dreads. Life and it's choices.

Otherwise I am reading Dylan Thomas for somehow he captures human characters so succinctly. I love his poem also 'The conversation of prayer'.

"The conversation of prayers about to be said

By the child going to bed and the man on the stairs

Who climbs to his dying love in her high room,.."

The poignancy of life.