Boys Brigade..

Today we celebrated 75 years of the Company of the Boys' Brigade attached to our Church. It was a splendid, uplifting service at which the colours were presented and the collection went to the Boys' Brigade band. The anthem was Handel's Zadoc the Priest (you know, the one that is always played at coronations), the collection was for the BB band and afterwards there was a march past.

Coincidentally, one grandson is in the BB (but not, of course, here) and was recently at BB band camp - and seemingly had a grand time. He plays, amongst other instruments, the guitar. I have been somewhat subversive, as grandmothers are allowed to be, and have encouraged him into a love of Pink Floyd. As you can imagine, "We don't need no educashun..." from 'The Wall' went down a treat.

Today, I put on summer clothes, and of course, put a jinx on the weather. What was worse was that I forgot how cold the Church gets! The weather is still reasonably mild, but there is no sun, so now I have changed back into a jumper and think it will be hot soup for lunch (when I had planned on having it chilled.