Confession time

Ok, so the game's up. That last entry about Cairo Road Jazz was actually written by my wife, Felicity. I can't take any credit, except for a little finessing of the text and a little musical advice on the overall metaphor and some of the similes. She did a great job. It was originally published in our local community magazine here, the Maadi Messenger, and so now, with writing skills like that, we need to persuade her to take up blogging - what do you think?

The funny thing is that sixteen years ago, before we met, Felicity was praying for God to provide her a husband who loved neither cars nor music. Well, look what happened! The one who dislikes both cars and music got published with an article delighting in the bizarre combination of both - deliciously ironic.

Thanks everyone for the great comments, and Peter, it's really great to hear from you. I've thought about you too from time to time since we worked together in Liverpool, and your kind words are very much appreciated during a stressful and difficult season of change and uncertainty where we are having to say goodbye to so many friends and colleagues as they move on, and waiting for the new Senior Pastor of the church to arrive at the end of April.