One of the many things I really appreciated about my former cogregation was their willingness not merely to tolerate but to embrace some of my more whacky approaches to worship.  One such Sunday I was chatting to the duty deacon about the forthcoming service and said, 'people will either hate it or love it.'  Quick as a flash she said, 'so, it's a bit like marmite then.'  And a new concept was born - the marmite service.

Today will be a marmite service of sorts - a large dose of Catriona-madness with some Gathering Place familiar festal touches.  Above all it is a celebration of God's gift of Pentecost... courage and confidence to be and do what the church is called to be and do.  So that must make it champagne marmite I reckon.

Photos may follow.