only a coupla minutes... so today er um.... i decide i need to make a comment so i ask if i can have a word.... you see it's abhout last night as well as previous... and well what happened was .. will tell the story later but the bit that i thought there is a much better point which is not about me... why does every point i have to make that is about a broader issue have to be made an issue about me... i say i am being treated like a second class citizen.....   you see for me the question is this how is it that me i arrive at a housegroup and find the doors unopened by now you will be saying that's GOD and of course it was and that's what i felt at the time but i was still feeling outraged and recognising the situation as well.....

this housegroup is in a poorer area of town with quite a reputation and there is me standing in the porch of a block of flats ringing the bell to no avail.... i am staring at an odd formation of broken bricks that could well be a perfect sculpture for the area.... but it is an odd one right there in the middle of the path.... and i feel uneasy i mean why would they be there... what if i was vulnerable by everyone's standards?

gottago