A Mere Anglican

We’re off. In about an hour we will disentangle ourselves from our betrayed and screaming children, leave someone else to their mercy, board a variety of uncomfortable aircraft and arrive in Charleston, God willing and the creek don’t rise, about 11am. Have carefully packed away some Anglican TV/Stand Firm paraphanalia-a camera, some sort of firewire thing, a tripod, a lot of little tapes, a lot of meaningless wire, and a thick user manual. We shall see what we shall see. Hope to see you there, or hear from you. Will keep regular posts throughout the conference.