For various odd reasons I arrived slightly earlier than I'd planned, so I was able to make it to shul for the Friday night service. As I might have guessed if I'd thought about it, I was the only woman there; in that sector of the community women simply don't go to synagogue on Friday night (and on Saturday morning mostly attend only the last half hour or so of the service). It's fairly strange at the best of times making a conscious effort to be less conspicuous, but even odder when I end up sticking out a mile despite my efforts. Anyway, it was a very pleasant service; apart from Oxford last month I haven't been to shul on Friday night for absolutely ages. As a general rule, Reform Friday night services tend to be way too slow and Orthodox ones way too fast, but this service was paced very nicely.
After that we had a very nice meal;
On Saturday after shul in the morning
There were rather a lot of things we wanted to do which we couldn't do on shabbat. This was a problem since shabbat went out fairly late, but anyway. Things like
Sunday
It was particularly pleasant to have FB's company for most of the journey back. He's very chatty and easy to talk to, and in fact spent most of the time telling me what a wonderful flatmate
Oh, and on a side-note,