Having spent a good time around Stuart's kitchen table eating Welsh Cakes freshly baked on the Aga last week, we left him with a copy of The Mis-Guide to Anywhere, in the hope of helping him on the path to walking his patch with his parishioners.
And then there was the Canning walk (see below), only an hour long (not enough) but a stimulating little stroll ending with something I've always wanted to do: read The Prophet's Speech (which I call Liverpool Hope) at a high point in the city, looking down towards the river with the Liver Buildings in view… made it all the more moving.
And now comes a commission from the good offices of Wild Goose Publications. To come up with a 'walking liturgy'… your ideas on that welcome, reader. It's a challenge to do anything remotely as good as Simon Bailey's wonderful Stations – Places for Pilgrims to Pray, but I shall try to do it, my way. I suspect that whatever I end up with there will be some mis-guidance involved.
congratulations on the commission! Phil