Panic stations

When I arrived at church, the vicar reminded me I was leading the prayers.  I would normally prepare these but I had forgotten. So I had to wing it which meant I paid little attention to the sermon as I contemplated what I wanted to say. Must do better next time! Back home, I reassembled this clock which had a broken spring.  It is a small bedroom clock from about 1920 with a cheap 30 hour mechanism but I rather like it.