After a rocky start at Paddington Station – an ATM held one of our bank cards and a phone call to the bank cheerfully informed us that we could apply for a new card from our bank as this one would be destroyed – we had a pleasant journey to Bristol. We met Lindy at
one of her two ministries, Bristol Unitarian Meeting, formed in 1987 from Lewin's Mead Meeting, Bristol, 1694, and the Oakfield Road Free Church, Clifton, 1864, in a 1992 building. We had time to nose about in the recently refurbished grave yard behind the church, transformed from a dingy and abused
spot into a park, with funding largely from the city. The gravestones were moved to the edge to make room for the earthwork spiral mound, a nice touch, echoed by the circle of hands in the glass entry doors, which were a donated work of art by church member, artist Richard Long, known mostly for his environmental works. (In keeping with artiness, I've bumped the color to show the work to better advantage.) Lindy invited Gail to contribute to the sermon on compassion at the 6 P.M. Service (what happens when your minister gets shared). It must have gone well, because every time Gail glanced to
Lindy for a time check, she urged her to keep going, so at last, Lindy offered but two
sentences. Then, she had them many Sundays to come. Next morning, we headed for the annual Bank Holiday Redland Parish Fair, at which the Unitarians had a grand-fathered booth. Made 750 pounds from jellies and scones. The high point for us was the fifties (pink and black) pirate rambling band. After a bit we figured out the pink lined tuba was the leader, so maybe the color scheme came when he got a good deal on his instrument....
After a rocky start at Paddington Station – an ATM held one of our bank cards and a phone call to the bank cheerfully informed us that we could apply for a new card from our bank as this one would be destroyed – we had a pleasant journey to Bristol. We met Lindy at 
one of her two ministries, Bristol Unitarian Meeting, formed in 1987 from Lewin's Mead Meeting, Bristol, 1694, and the Oakfield Road Free Church, Clifton, 1864, in a 1992 building. We had time to nose about in the recently refurbished grave yard behind the church, transformed from a dingy and abused 
spot into a park, with funding largely from the city. The gravestones were moved to the edge to make room for the earthwork spiral mound, a nice touch, echoed by the circle of hands in the glass entry doors, which were a donated work of art by church member, artist Richard Long, known mostly for his environmental works. (In keeping with artiness, I've bumped the color to show the work to better advantage.) Lindy invited Gail to contribute to the sermon on compassion at the 6 P.M. Service (what happens when your minister gets shared). It must have gone well, because every time Gail glanced to 
sentences. Then, she had them many Sundays to come. Next morning, we headed for the annual Bank Holiday Redland Parish Fair, at which the Unitarians had a grand-fathered booth. Made 750 pounds from jellies and scones. The high point for us was the fifties (pink and black) pirate rambling band. After a bit we figured out the pink lined tuba was the leader, so maybe the color scheme came when he got a good deal on his instrument.... 
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