Are you happy?

Although we are a “Backwards Church” here at Holly Towers, there are some beliefs that it would be, well, just bad manners not to uphold, like “always be nice to people” and “try not to kill stuff”. And whilst coveting thy neighbour’s ox might not be entirely relevant in today’s non-bovine centric world, the concept of being happy with what you’ve got and not hankering for the greener grass is one that more people could stand to follow. So, with that in mind, I’m going straight to whatever the Backwards Church idea of hell is (stranded in the desert with only a packet of ready salted crisps and a can of Ginger beer for company?).

At the weekend we went to a dinner party. Not quite the grown up, sitting round, quaffing Brandy type of dinner party, but a dinner party non the less. And the host’s house – oh my god, the host’s house. Imagine just getting to that point in life where you have everything. The house, the job, the money, the family, the puppy… Where life is full of walking through the park, to the pub, having lunch and walking home again. Where you wake up and do a job you love, in a house you love, as part of a life you love.

Yes, yes, I know I can’t assume that it’s all a bed of roses, but Lee in his own drunken inimitable way asked one half of our hosting couple “Are you happy?” - and you know what she said?

“Yes, very very happy.”

I thought, “Wow, imagine being able to say that….”

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