Hey,
Its been a heck of a few days recently. I was stuck in a traffic jam on wednesday, thought it was some sort of accident. Turned out to be a man had died at the wheel of a heart attack.
On Thursday I discovered that it was a friend of mine Father John Bradley, who was also one of the preists at Westbury Church. He died suddenly of a heart attack, unexpectedly. The vicar is away, so now the Church is being run my the wardens and any “spare” presits they can find.
Today I learnt that another friend had passed away, Dr Alan Otlett. He was a retired GP from the parish, who was always kind and nice to talk to. His passing was expected but still not what any of us needed to hear.
Its going to be a long few weeks now, helping to arrange a funeral and having to attend two.
Sweet dreams to all, love and cup cakes.
