In my last week in Glasgow, I’ve been doing a lot of things for the last time. Like the Basement Bar pub quiz last night (we got sadly gubbed), and going to St Silas on Sunday.

As is customary for folk leaving the church, I was dragged up to the front to be humiliated – I mean prayed for – at the evening service. As you can see from the picture, I wasn’t allowed to leave without my name going up on the screen, a reminder of “Welcomegate”, the rumpus I caused when I first visited the church.

It’s been a great place to be a part of – I have grown a lot, learned a lot, and made so many wonderful friends. So a big thank you to everyone who has made St Silas such an important part of my year and a half in Glasgow.

I go back to work tomorrow, and move to Inverness on Friday. That means I only really have today to get my packing done. So I’d best get on with it…