Sitting here at Auckland Airport ready to fly south. Except I’m not sure that I am ready.
The boarding call has just been made.
Boarding this flight farewells St Johns for 2010.
I will be met at Christchurch by my brother, head out to Parklands before heading in for choral night prayers at the Cathedral at 5.30.
My bag contains borrowed cassock, alb and surplice. I guess they will need hours of ironing.