Dateline London, yes London!

I'm back at home for all of two days in order to carry Dad's banner at the Michael and George service at St Pauls. Left Bangalore at 6am yesterday - made it to the Cathedral bang on time for the rehersal at 2pm. The service was today - it was marvellous and I'll write more when I'm not so tired. But 4.30am tomorrow I'm heading back to Bangalore - so that may not be for some time.

My abiding memory will be the thought that struck me when Dad's banner was placed on the alter in yesterday's rehersal. My father was born in 1918 in a small Cumbrian fishing village, to the local Baptist minster and his schoolteacher wife. Could my grandfather ever in his wildest dreams have imagined that nearly 90 years later his eldest son would have his banner draped in honour over the high alter at St Paul's Cathedral. What a life.