Freelance Writing

What an interesting day we had last Saturday. First it was my nephew's First Communion in a very bright modern chapel. Since it's not the kind of church we normally attend, the service was very different but beautiful. I'm familiar with some of the liturgy since my family are a mixture of church and chapel. The angelic looking boys and girls (for that morning at least!), the singing and the packed building all added to the sense of big occasion.

When one little boy sang the first part of a psalm before the congregation joined in at each verse, there was hardly a dry eye in the place. Then there was the lump in the throat when all the 'communion' children in their white tabbards sang together. It certainly did my soul good to be there.

After a lovely buffet lunch courtesy of my brother and sister-in-law, it was a quick trip home to change before hubby and I set off for Paisley Abbey. I'd been longing for this as there was a medieval day being held in and around the Abbey Close. Since this is one of my favourite periods, I was determined not to miss it. And it was well worth the couple of hours we spent wandering about. Medieval music, dancers, swordsmen, apothecary, calligrapher, tailor and food - it was brilliant. We passed on the hog burgers and walked through the flower filled cloisters. Now I just have to write about it in some way.

Rosemary