Water, water everywhere

Glorious Sunday, if a little wet.  No, not the weather but the content of the service.  First of all we had Bishop Brian to bless the new Wyvern organ – and Andrew the organist as it happened. There was water everywhere! Thereafter we had some great hymns and some rather nifty footwork for the last hymn’s last verse (O praise ye the Lord!).

Then we had the baptism of baby Callum which was a glorious event for family,  friends and congregation who are so fond of D & K.  Callum was not too chuffed about hanging upside down over the water, but that may have been because there was a shark bobbing about in the water. (You had to be there.)

You know, it was just such a great service and why weren’t you there? You missed a great gig. It is always good to have the Bishop in attendance and yesterday was no different. He is so cool.

Then later on I ventured up the hill to the Robin Chapel to preach at Evensong. Forgot that it was Evensnog so missed a chance to wear choir dress and my academic hood. That’s the one with a bit of fluff on it, as one young server once pointed out. (The ‘fluff’ being fake ermine.) And one of my little flock came along to swell the ranks which was lovely and I felt very supported.

It has been a busy old weekend full to the brim of church and my To Do List is piling up with things that have been shoved aside.  So I promise to get on with them now.

The Robin Chapel

Today is Trinity Sunday, the day when most clergy will try to avoid preaching and invite someone else to wrestle with it instead. Of course, I ended up preaching three times! Very trinitarian. Twice at St Mark’s of course, and then this afternoon at The Robin Chapel.

The Robin Chapel is a little gem set within the rather seedy part of Edinburgh known as Craigmillar. It is dedicated to Robin Tudsbery, son of Sir Francis and Lady Tudsbery. It was built in 1950 at the centre of a unique housing complext for physically disabled people and their families – The Thistle Foundation. Robin was their only son, a lieutenant in the Royal Horse Guards, who was killed in Germany in the last days of WW2. His parents sought to commemorate their beloved son and also to further the spirit of unity and concord among Christian people.

Services (Evensong and monthly Communion) are held on Sunday afternoons and are ecumenical, although the Chaplain is a Piskie.  There is a paid choir who are excellent and I think I have found a refuge for future Sunday afternoons.

It is worth popping in, if you ever get the chance. I hear it does a roaring trade on Doors Open Day. And instead of a painting of the Ascension, or even the Trinity, you can see a portrait of Robin as a boy with his dog. Strange. Gorgeous windows though.