Keswick. Good week. Weather typically Keswick. Stayed in the most amazing flat, looked like it had been completely refurbished just before we arrived, all new and shiny; I don’t even know how to operate a microwave, let alone a dishwasher as well. Thank you Keswick ministries for your “missionary hospitality fund”. Interesting teaching threads on Genesis, Isaiah, and working with marginalised people. Need to go back and re-read my notes next. Greatly appreciated the well stocked creche, complete with live link-up to the teaching; shame it wasn’t open for more of the sessions, difficult to see why it couldn’t have been. Made the most of the opportunities for walking; pottered around Dodd on an unusually sunny afternoon and spotted ospreys and buzzards, enjoyed some airy views from Catbells ridge on the other sunny afternoon, trudged around Derwent water in the rain, bit of a plod but hey I’ve done it now, and the last afternoon was Skiddaw or bust. Excessive wind and rain meant that no-one else wanted to come, so I took Joni, he doesn’t object (yet), he even seemed to enjoy spotting the sheep when they emerged from the low cloud which was pretty much all we saw above the 500 metre mark. Sometimes I need to do these things to prove to myself that I’m still the person I thought I was. We shared the week with some fantastic people, longstanding friends of Martin who I didn’t really know that well before; I’m risking embarrassing you guys, but I don’t think you realise quite how much I have appreciated having this time with you. Little gifts from God found in unexpected places.