When I was working in the parish, Christmas became a frenetic round of services, schools work, cards and visiting. This year I am taking services at two of the local churches and have been ready for several days. But I cannot help thinking about all of the clergy who are rushing around frantically just now.
The best bit about today was having the time to be nice to the stag who came to say hello. I duly wished him Merry Christmas, but he was more interested in going back into the forest. Dalamory has its own special charm.