This is my week - Wednesday

It was a running morning this morning - although I didn't make it out of bed in time to run from college, so I ran in the drizzle from home instead. Tasha was a little surprised when I arrived back at 7.15 and got into the shower - as far as she was aware I was long gone!

Again, chapel at 8.15am. Veterans of Poole's Farside youth events may recall a beany-hatted young man who used to lead there - he's here now, a fellow student, but the hats are gone. Seeing Jon lead this morning took me back to various school/church halls around Poole, and I was half expecting him to take a completely different direction from what we're used to.

Wednesday is a completely unstructured day for me - I have no lectures scheduled, so the day is mine to control. The morning looked something like this:

• Drink a cup of tea
• Shuffle paper around desk
• Read some New Testament textbook
• Read Gospel of Mark (in twenty minutes flat, speed reading!)
• Read a small bit of Mark in somewhat more detail and prepare for tomorrow's seminar.
• Eat a banana
• Shuffle a few more bits of paper
• Go to Greek self-help class, work on translation exercise with Sam
• Have another cup of tea
• Go back to study, pack bag, go to lunch

Lunch was so uneventful that it doesn't warrant a mention (that's no comment on Jude, Mark and Peter's entertaining conversation though). Nice cauliflower cheese though.

The afternoon was slightly more organised. Whilst the musicians practiced for tomorrow's communion service I twiddled a few buttons and reassured the artistes that they sounded wonderful. Which they did.

Then home, exchange the bike for the car, and over to a secondhand book dealer who was disposing of a number of theological books. Upon re-arrival at Ridley these 6 boxes of books had to make it all the way up my 54 stairs. Another banana was necessary after the exertion, and it remains to be seen if there are any gems amongst the boxes.

The day's college programme concluded with a meeting with prayer partners Mark and Charlie, where we compared notes on how things are going, and how we could support each other in prayer. This all took place in the setting of a Bella Italia restaurant where we extravagantly splashed out on coffee and tea that we could have got for free at college!

That done it was hometime where there was time for a brief refuelling stop before getting back on the bike with Isaac and going to the city's free public firework display along with 25000 others. Spectacular! Thanks to Will and Grace for the company and the hot dogs. Will has learnt not to invite not-so-small boys to sit on his shoulders