Ryde Presbyterian Church

Last Sunday we ate our church lunch together. The smell of curry filled the hall. We waited patiently, salivating as the aromas wafted around the room. Ken was nervous, hanging back as people filled their plates and shuffled off to find a seat and sample the food that had been offered. Would people enjoy what had been prepared? Would they be repulsed, but pretend it was nice (church people can be very polite).

Lunch was great! Thanks Ken for preparing it for us! (I am not being polite, it really was great)