A couple of days late, here is my obligatory Halloween lantern photo. Keeping the candles lit this year was challenging: my home lantern was eventually moved down to the doorstep where it was sheltered enough to keep burning, and the one I left to guard the churchyard went out very rapidly to judge by the state of the candle when I picked it up in the morning.
Meanwhile inside the church, we wondered whether we would get any of our Roman Catholic brethren attending our services as Fr Jeffrey is self-isolating after a positive covid test and so there was no mass here, but the only visitors were a lady and daughter at the 8am service. The little girl was 8 or so, arrayed in a hooded cloak for Halloween, and said the Lord's Prayer louder than anyone else. She appeared at would have been the altar rail had we one at the moment, and asked 'Can I have a blessing, Father, it's my birthday'. How could a poor priest refuse.
In the afternoon we held the annual Memorial Service for relatives of those whose funerals we'd conducted - annual except for last year, when we couldn't. There were 35 living souls present, which was OK. Rick the verger laid out the candles to be lit, a bit closely packed for comfort (in previous years they have occasionally melted together!) but very impressive left to burn down in the dark of the chancel.
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