They say that there is no such thing as a free lunch.
I suspect that most of us have found ourselves in a position where an offer of lunch becomes transactional rather than relational by virtue of some other agenda, subtle or brazen. Then there are those other unexpected messages we get asking if we have time for a coffee or to grab a bite, the acceptance of which interrupts and brightens our day. There are also those very special moments when we glance around a table and realise in an instant that what has happened that evening is so much greater than the sum of good company, food and drink.
Our dining-room table is undoubtedly the most treasured possession that relocated with us from Edinburgh down the coast-line to our new home. It’s a large hunk of wood that has weathered spillage, our childrens’ developmental artistry and much wiping down over the years. But, it is also the place where tales have been traded, friendships birthed and nurtured, victories celebrated and losses mourned.
Four or five years ago we started trying to put some new loose rhythms into life. One of them was to throw out an open invite on the first Sunday of every month. The idea was to simply enjoy time with whichever sets of friends or acquaintances wanted to take us up on it.
With the pace of life being such as it is I am a firm believer that we need to slow down from time to time, to create time and space in order to taste and see and savour life afresh – a mini sabbatical of sorts and a chance to enter a fresh week from a place of rest rather than after collapsing into a heap from exhaustion.
So, as we increasingly feel at home in our new surroundings, we are trying to re-establish that rhythm – to throw out an open invitation pointing towards the open door of our house. It’s an invitation to friends old and new, to those in and around our new geographic community and to those from further afield. There will be hot and cold drinks, pastries and other food available this Sunday from 10.30 and plenty of space for you to bring other stuff to share together over brunch. We’ll probably wrap up and head down to the beach thereafter as is our habit to continue our conversations on dry land or out in the water.
See you then?