Day 6: Rest Day in Durham

The toughest third of our pilgrimage completed, we deserve a rest! As well as the attractions including the ancient Cathedral, we are told that Durham has a launderette, an important feature for dirty pilgrims!

At our morning Eucharist, Aidan read excerpts from the many e-mails we had received as our prayers of intercession, for those who had written to us and for their various intentions.

The music group is growing.

Isaac read the lesson...

...and Sam the psalm.

Brother and sister Sarah and Mark did the "special" offertory - Sarah's smelly socks ("You can come to God as you are") and Mark his MP3 player (solace amongst the Snorolympics)

Father David celebrated - and the Kenyan walking stick made an appearance.

Pilgrims headed into town with dirty washing

Clean clothes are coming!

Patrick wanted to go boating on the river, but got no takers.

Strangely, some found their way to a pub.

Sarah bought a tea cosy (complete with tail)

Kitchen work goes on...

...but it's a day off for the happy chef too.

The tea bar is still operational, and Lois makes a brew.

Some climbed the Cathedral tower and took the views...

...this is our accommodation seen from the tower.

The castle

Caroline appears on the roof

One group of pilgrims aloft.

A ghost on the staircase

A statue of the monks carryng Cuthbert's body to Durham

Evening comes and we gather with our takeaways ... words are hardly necessary.

The King of the Swingers

... or the Kings?

Oh, Ann!

Father Abraham.