More waters

Where was I - oh yes Monday I met up with some web friends in London to mark the passing though of Tyler on her way to Malawi to look at issues of faith, water and politics for TEC - go and read her blogging! Reminiscent of All Saints' involvement in Tanzania and water issues a few years ago. I'd not been to London for 7 years and it was interesting to see the good changes that have come about because of the congestion charge. Walked from Victoria to Euston (as I walked from Euston to London Bridge on Saturday) and welcomed the exercise and the experience. Went in Foyles and couldn't remember what sheet music I wanted so didn't get any...
On the train on the way back sitting next to someone phoning various people announcing the illness (cancer) of a relative, train phone signal wasn't good and various times she had to restart the phonecall. Then someone - a stranger to her - gave her some money for a cancer charity and a few minutes after that I read these final lines in Catherine Feeny's A Matter of Time

And, suddenly, David knew that it was his destiny to do this forever: to check the faces of all he came across sprawled along benches, in doorways, on pavements, in gutters, just in case, just on the off-chance that one of them was Merlyn.
It was not Merlyn Orb.
But David got the money out anyway and placed it in the mittened palm, and closed the fist around it.
Because it was someone.

Heady stuff in that context.