Last night I got to sing and play with Cindy (all three kids in tow), Tom and Peggy. I prepped the salad but everything else hit the table without my assistance. Paul turned up but he had to leave to work; he stood patiently by the barbecue and got food happening but didn’t really have a chance to interact much. Laura from church was there for a meeting when I got there and I told her about the overgrown adventure playground at the SFU campus and now I’m trying to figure out how to mark up a map for her.
It was a lovely evening and Cindy gave me a ride home at some ridiculous hour. Now I am going to stir my stumps and get to church.
Cindy’s son has a beautiful new ukelele.
