Sermons, burning wreaths, insurance and Sicily to come .....
One Christmas when I was at the Cathedral in Bradford I was asked at the last minute to conduct the Insurance Societies Carol Service. As I entered the Cathedral someone said how much they were looking forward to my sermon. I wasn't expecting to preach! Normally there isn't a sermon at the nine lessons and carols. I checked the service sheet, I had eight lessons to prepare my sermon. During the sixth lesson the Advent wreath somehow managed to set itself on fire! The verger stepped forward, bowed solemnly and removed the flaming wreath. I had my sermon, perfect for the Insurance Society! Now, as winter approaches I look forward to swapping the lights of Consett for the lights of Taormina in January but before then, as winter begins to curl its icy fingers around the Spinney and the wildlife prepares itself for hibernation we begin to lay fires again burning the spare timber that we have harvested from fallen trees, gathering conkers as we do so. The beginnings of the ...