Is there any end to the Coronation? Our Messy Church concentrated on that theme yesterday, and all the children's crafts focused on making bits and pieces of the regalia (including cloaks made out of patches of red velvet which we happened to have been given some time ago), culminating in them having their photographs taken sitting in the Bishop's Chair. This is an impressive 18th-century bit of furniture which we have acquired somehow, and as it is viciously uncomfortable it's highly suitable to support the bottoms of bishops. For one granddaughter of the manse, it was clear, being photographed in a crown with royal regalia in either hand just confirmed the view of the world she has had all along, and I suspect she wasn't the only child for whom this was the case.
Hardly anyone came. We eventually worked out that this was almost certainly because of the rival attraction of a major village fair not far away, especially as the weather had been grim in the morning and lovely after lunch. Providentially this turned out not to be a bad thing as making the kit was so complicated any more children than we had would have been still constructing crowns as darkness fell. 'This is the best Messy Church I've ever been to', said Lottie. So there.
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