Friday, 22 November 2013
The End Of The Week
Tomorrow, Saturday, we return to the historic city of Lancaster.
On Sunday, my daughter Aileen and I will attend an anti-fascist campaign event in Liverpool.
Monday should be a return to life as normal which, for me, could mean gym, Zen group and starting to reread another Poul Anderson volume or maybe reading a Hoka book for the first time.
Tuesday afternoon will be Latin class. Hannibal has crossed the Alps and is fighting a Roman army but I need to read more of Livy's account.
Thursday evening will be a political meeting in the city of Preston, that ancient hotbed of Catholicism, "priest town," still full of Roman schools, churches, colleges, convents and a religious order's retreat house, with a haloed Lamb and Cross on the city logo, but now also the setting for mosques, a mandir (Hindu temple), a Gurdwara (Sikh temple), a Buddhist Centre and pagan moots (meetings). When in Preston during the day, I meditate in a city centre Catholic church and visit the mandir.
On Friday, the last working day of the month, my pension should arrive to help pay for these activities.