My first time on a motorway with my FIL
My first time to Tewksbury
My first time to a Christening
My first time in a Church that looks like a Church based on the Churches I went to as a child since leaving Oxfordshire
My first time in a Church service that accepts that there are other beliefs out there
My first time that I didn't take part in the prayers or singing the song
My first time that the vicar didn't shove Christianity down my throat
My first time that I've felt able to walk with just the quad cane without clinging for dear life to Steve
My first full, upbeat service in a Church
Basically it was a great afternoon and not as "believe or burn" as I was dreading!
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