Hello, thank you for calling in. I don't write anything for weeks and now there are two posts in four days! I have something which I find I am bursting to share with you.
I had an unexpected doorstep visitor last Saturday: the new vicar called to introduce himself and to give me a posy of daffodils for Mothering Sunday. The parish church always gives out these posies at the Mothering Sunday service but as the building is currently closed, the church apparently decided that its men would deliver them across the parish to all the women on the electoral roll as well as some others. Isn't that lovely? I was surprised to have been included as I left the church more than four years ago and have no intention of returning.
I was also touched that the vicar wanted to meet me. He took up the post last summer, the previous incumbent having left in 2018. Said incumbent was a bully who spent as little time as possible with his parishioners, taking Saturday as his day off and so legitimately avoiding most of the church's social and community events. A few months after his arrival in the parish in 2013 he wrote on Facebook, "Can anyone unstick me from this fracking church?" and later, after he had driven out a significant number of people, he wrote, "I am an ecclesiastical enema removing the blockages in the Church" and as he hadn't enabled any privacy settings, the whole world was able to read his opinions of us. It was a damaging experience and I hope you can see how an unexpected visit from a vicar who wanted to meet me and bring me some flowers was surprising, charming and a moment of brightness during lockdown.
I think I'll leave it there. There is much more I could tell you but I think that's enough for today.
Please stay safe and take care, coronavirus hasn't gone away.
Love, Mrs Tiggywinkle x