Quiet Saturday, Free Presbyterian Sunday

Got hair cut (finally), tapas for lunch (yummy), pootle round flat (much needed), read crime thriller (far too dark – ended up having nasty unsettled dreams – must remember not to do that again).
Off to LCPC twice today as T was preaching. A lovely little church, singing Psalms was much fun and slightly easier than anticipated (although we appeared not to be using any of the suggested tunes). I learned how to make scrambled egg, and also decided that I never want to be parking in the NCP car park near LCPC again – dark, foreboding and very humid. Also smells like a pig shed (i.e. ammonia). Euch!