Up and out of the Hilton Garden O’Fallon, into cold gale force winds, and over to St George’s in time preside and preach at their 0800 and 1030 liturgies, and engage in a lively adult forum between services. Then lunch with the rector. The whole thing rather wore me out, so the afternoon was spent pretty much “vegging” in our hotel room. We even had dinner in the hotel restaurant, after which I did check a string of smallish items off my to-do list.
