People have been very good to me this week and I can now evidence that there is soil in my garden! Clearing the weeds away revealed some surprises among which were some abandoned duck eggs. Strange how so much unwanted foliage was hiding something so precious. Somehow life doesn’t give us the settings we expect for the good things or the cruel things to happen. It seemed incongruous that people died on a ship that carried aid; it was shocking to hear of so much death and suffering in beautiful Cumbria. Like so many others I worry, pray and recognise the pain of others in this world of contradictions.

Now I’ve got back to blogging there’s no stopping me. We are having a potted history of the past few months at St James!

One of the highlights was the way the children danced the story of Easter from Jesus’ entry into Jerusalem to the resurrection. I was amazed at how expressive the ribbon dancing was and how the young people were able to communicate triumph, pain and the heavenly joy of resurrection.

The photos here are of the dance they did at Christ Church, Stantonbury, during Holy Week, as part of the Arts Festival we held. If you go onto our gallery you can see all of the photos. Now for an attempt to upload a photo onto this article – if there isn’t one here it’s because I didn’t succeed!