Hub is still working, of course, and packing in odd moments, between the calls on his time. And life continues to throw up the unexpected.
We decided to have a Blessing service for our Community Garden this week, with a few invited people and gardeners. Hub had put together a few Bible readings and prayers and we did it outside, walking from one corner of the garden to the next, all 4 corners. Then the diocesan stewardship bod, Jayne, had organised a competition for the churches, and the winner had donated his prize to us: an apple tree with apple blossom and a basket full of seeds.
It was a simple and lovely occasion and it didn’t even rain!
I then went home to cook supper as it was getting late, but Hub did not appear. I rang his mobile only to find it shrilling at me from the lounge :??:
In the end when it was cooked I sat down and ate mine and put his in the oven to keep warm.
When he came in, he said that he’d seen an ambulance in the road outside the church. He’d gone to see if he could do anything, and discovered that some very drunken Latvian lads were at fisticuffs with each other.
This was after one of their number had gone upstairs to the bathroom. Next thing they heard was a thud.
They went up to see what had happened: he had injected himself with heroin and his heart had stopped.
One of them was not so drunk that he didn’t know what to do: he called an ambulance and started resuscitation. By the time the ambulance came the heart was beating again.
It’s upsetting, and worrying too, and raises a great many questions, most of which don’t have easy answers.