All Dressed Up and Nowhere to Go

Today is St Mark's Day, transferred from Sunday. At Swanvale Halt we usually have a simple Eucharist on the Prayer Book feast days, and I celebrated at 9am this morning: there were two of us, which is not unexpected. Then I spotted that the noticeboard advertised the service at 6 in the evening. I resigned myself to doing the whole thing again, turned up, set up, dressed up - and at this advertised time nobody came. Perhaps I shouldn't tell anyone when any of the services are.