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Date: 16 October 2005 09:17:31
... where has the family gone? I saw them off yesterday from Waverley Station. This is the October week, and both daughter and son are on holiday. The solution to provide economical childcare, then, is for wife to take the week off, and spend it with granny (my mum) and the (grand)children (not our grandchildren, of course). Except that they're coming back on Thursday, because on Friday daughter goes off with the Brownies for a pack holiday (just the week-end).
So, I'm home alone. Mixed feelings. It's nice to be playing my music (instead of watching MilkShake and CBeebies). But I miss them. You get to the stage where you define yourself by your family, I suppose. Which is good - a sense of belonging. But then I have mixed feelings about families. I don't think that I could spend a week staying at my mum's, much as I love her. Too much history.
Just to keep the theme (MpH) going - I wandered along Princes Street, and saw that St John's still has a Make Poverty History poster. Funny how different churches have different emphases. I would expect St John's to major on social issues, just as, I suppose, I would expect St Paul's and St George's to be more focussed on preaching the gospel. Perhaps someone can make a map of Edinburgh, colour-coding the different churches. I've never attended a service at Palmerston Place, but it's the church my mum went to when she studied in Edinburgh, and where, as it happens, the present minister is a second cousin of mine (and wrote to-day's note in Encounter with God).