GOOD? FRIDAY

As someone with the vestiges of religious belief I have mixed feelings about Easter and guiding. It is always a busy time with lots of student groups from Us and, particularly this year, Canada who are here for the ninetieth anniversary of the battle of Vimy Ridge in Normandy. The work pays cash, commands an extra 50% on three of the four days over the long weekend and is fiarly undemanding as well as lucrative. It seems almost Christmassy in its combination of leisure and monetary opportunity. Guides have always had to work in these times, while others are on holiday, and relax while others are working or commuting.
And yet, there seems soemthing a bit tacky about rushing out to earn dosh over Easter when we might pause for a moment and remember the man who preached love and selflessness two thousand years ago, whether he was the son of God or not (most unlikely in my view). Leena and I went to a lovely Maundy service yesterday at Brixton Unitarian church yesterday evening and I will be off to work in a few hours, and on tour in a few days, she tomorrow morning. I do not have the faith or the bottom for a long Good Friday service but might pop in to St Paul's later. I will not work on Easter Sunday, despite the enticing £170, plus 50%, plus £10 meal allowance, plus maybe a tip - could be £300 for a day's work which is tempting. Howeverr, even Tescos will be closed for business then, and so will I...