So, a slimmer Church diary for September. The Sheffield leaders decided to join with Liverpool for a day on the freed-up weekend. Mick had already arranged to take Birmingham saints there, too, and to do some evangelism. Because it made sense to catch the Uni Freshers Week, we agreed on the Saturday a week behind the remainder of the Church's Regional get-togethers. The Liverpool saints staged a coach campaign, and booked a function room for a Saturday evening event.
Thus the early morning found us heading for Snake Pass. The sunshine had raised a covering of mist on Derwent reservoir. We took a short diversion to enjoy different perspectives. The satnav got us straight to the car parking adjacent to St Johns Gardens, opposite the Museum and Library. First off we met Colin and Carley, a couple from Fleetwood who are aiming to get married at Cornerstone early in the New Year.
An interesting place the Gardens, with a central statue that looks as if it has a pigeon permanently perched on its head. It turns out to be a plume adorning the helmet. We enjoyed chatting until lunch, after which folks were encouraged to disperse for the afternoon into the nearby city centre. I sat on the wall that runs around the Gardens with my guitar and sang some favourite songs. This was a welcome creative interlude after a week of wearing my Jesus Centre admin head.
Groups of families were parking up to visit the Museum or Library, and folks seemed to appreciate my efforts as I nodded a welcome. A bunch of guys dropped some pound coins into the polystyrene cup that contained my half-finished tea.
We had our picnic tea in the Gardens and exchanged stories about the afternoon. As the evening chill began to take the edge off the welcome sunshine, we sauntered across the Lime Street Station concourse to the Adelphi Hotel. I'm always amazed at the contrast between the two maritime cities of Hull, my birthplace, and Liverpool. The extravagant architecture and decor of the hotel speaks of prosperity and cultural aspiration that's somewhat foreign to flat-footed Humberside.
The evening event buzzed along nicely, led by Loz. A couple of folks met during the afternoon had made it, too. A guy from the Uni, armed with a reel tape recorder, added our worship to his catalogue for a media studies assignment. Altogether it was a great boost for the local Lighthouse saints.
We walked back to the parked car past a pub advertising 'full Irish breakfast'. Interesting place, Liverpool.
Thus the early morning found us heading for Snake Pass. The sunshine had raised a covering of mist on Derwent reservoir. We took a short diversion to enjoy different perspectives. The satnav got us straight to the car parking adjacent to St Johns Gardens, opposite the Museum and Library. First off we met Colin and Carley, a couple from Fleetwood who are aiming to get married at Cornerstone early in the New Year.
An interesting place the Gardens, with a central statue that looks as if it has a pigeon permanently perched on its head. It turns out to be a plume adorning the helmet. We enjoyed chatting until lunch, after which folks were encouraged to disperse for the afternoon into the nearby city centre. I sat on the wall that runs around the Gardens with my guitar and sang some favourite songs. This was a welcome creative interlude after a week of wearing my Jesus Centre admin head.
Groups of families were parking up to visit the Museum or Library, and folks seemed to appreciate my efforts as I nodded a welcome. A bunch of guys dropped some pound coins into the polystyrene cup that contained my half-finished tea.
We had our picnic tea in the Gardens and exchanged stories about the afternoon. As the evening chill began to take the edge off the welcome sunshine, we sauntered across the Lime Street Station concourse to the Adelphi Hotel. I'm always amazed at the contrast between the two maritime cities of Hull, my birthplace, and Liverpool. The extravagant architecture and decor of the hotel speaks of prosperity and cultural aspiration that's somewhat foreign to flat-footed Humberside.
The evening event buzzed along nicely, led by Loz. A couple of folks met during the afternoon had made it, too. A guy from the Uni, armed with a reel tape recorder, added our worship to his catalogue for a media studies assignment. Altogether it was a great boost for the local Lighthouse saints.
We walked back to the parked car past a pub advertising 'full Irish breakfast'. Interesting place, Liverpool.
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