...St Mary's University (history project progressing slowly but satisfyingly thus far), I hopped on to a bus and crossed the river to Richmond, for a cup of tea with Fr Stephen Langridge at this church...
St Elizabeth's is a church with lots of young people, a busy parish life, and a message of evangelisation and mission - and also a rich history, dating back to the 18th century, before Catholic Emancipation.
I used to drop in here during my lunch-hour, when I was a junior reporter on the Richmond Herald newspaper - my first job after leaving school, the beginning of a life in journalism.
The Herald office in George Street has gone, of course, as has the baker's shop that was almost opposite,where I used to hurry to buy doughnuts, with one of the senior reporters timing me from the window as I sped from the office, seeing if I could break my record for speed - I always dashed everywhere...
This evening I settled in one of the many comfortable coffee-and-smart-pastries places, and tackled some emails. Somewhere, the ghost of a teenager scurried about with a notebook and a passionate conviction about being a writer, giving everything an enormous amount of energy...oh, long, looooooong ago...
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment