A higher authority

Up early and out into the sunshine for the papers as we had Andrew to pick up from his Futsal training at Inverkeithing High School at 10.45 and take him back to ours for lunch before taking him to Cowdenbeath for some more Futsal in a more competitive situation afterwards. On our arrival at the hall in Inverkeithing we were greeted by two members of the displaced St Peter's Episcopalian Church who were having a meeting there at 11am and were asked if we were "here for the service?". Clearly Mrs Rex and I fit the demographic for church goers; old, white and slighly bemused looking.

We politely declined the offer to find God and headed off to search out Andrew.