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Date: 17 September 2004 18:02:31
I managed to bring the deacon's meeting to a standstill last night. Being amongst the last few to arrive I tried to unobtrusively make my way towards a vacant chair, as I went to sit, the pastor looked up and stopped mid sentance and stared. Many embarrassing options went through my mind... was I stealing someone's chair, was the zip on my jeans undone, was I half an hour late without noticing, had I walked in in the middle of a prayer... I decided to elaborate on what I thought was quite a likely one "I'm sorry, was someone sitting here?" The pastor, realising that the entire diaconate was as puzzled as I was as to why I had unwittingly made such an entrance smiled and said "Emily, I'd never thought of you as a handbag person!" I'm quite glad really, I'm not a handbag person, it just happened to be a bag that fitted what I needed to take. Anyway, the meeting was thus started in good humour, which lasted the rest of the evening, and we even made some useful decisions concerning the serving of coffee...