We had a wonderful weekend with Dorian. Sheelagh's leg is still not behaving itself completely, but we did quite well. On Saturday morning Dorian and I wandered off down to the Strand and along to Fleet St. looking at little alley ways and impressive buildings as far as St Paul's. We had coffee in the shadow of the big church. At 12:15 Sheelagh met us there and we went to a Eucharist service and had a look at the beautiful interior. There was a beautiful Henry Moore sculpture of the Madonna and Child. I had never been inside in spite of having stayed in a hostel very close a few years back.
After leaving St. Paul's we walked over to the Museum of London and learned all about this wonderful city since before there were people here. It was fascinating. We saw the meeting hall where John Wesley was converted to Christianity. There had been a church there for a long time. Took the tube back to our place for supper and then out again to the Blueboy production of Pied Piper, a hip hop show. It was great. Unbelievably talented young dancers.
Dorian had to be up and away by 9:40 am. We went to the Bloomsbury Baptist Church. This is a friendly place where many homeless folk are loved and fed every Sunday. The day was cold, so we stayed in and wrote a Christmas letter and celebrated Advent with Liam's family in Edmonton via Skype. Last night we went over to lovely little Wiggmore Hall to hear The Medieval Trio sing. Three sopranos with beautiful voices.