I traveled to and from London on the train with Malcolm yesterday and we had an interesting time.

We got chatting to a guy about theology but seemed to upset a woman that was sat next to me who apologised to us and moved to another seat, stating that she wanted to read her book and our conversation was distracting her.

I could relate – there have been loads of times when I have found myself re-reading a rough chapter with my head screaming ‘WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP’to the people nattering opposite me.

In one sense I had great respect for this woman. It takes loads of courage and you open yourself in today’s world to sarcastic comments by doing such things. As I reflect on my day now I am wondering what was distracting her. Was it the fact that we were actually talking, or was it the fact that we were talking about God and she got worried because she started to get interested and did not want to be?

I’m sure it was the first – but I will never know!

Anyway – the train journeys were a great opportunity to catch up with the ‘soon to be daddy’ Malcolm and for a while it was like the good old times when we used to chat and laugh about stupid things in the office. The the train got to Gillingham, and for the next 2 days, bar 2 short 1:1 meetings I am left to my own devices in my study. I really must work out some way to con YFC into letting me have a team!