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Saturday

For most of the morning i wore my metaphorical mitre and wielded my metaphorical crozier in the midst of emails and long phone calls as the holder of the office I hold, with brief attention to some domestic concerns. (An almost four-year old granddaughter whose birthday is tomorrow can usually command some attention.) During the afternoon I mostly took care of my person (a very long walk, getting in just before a raucous thunderstorm), with brief attention to diocesan issues (email is forever).

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