For as high as the heavens are above the earth,
So great is His lovingkindness toward those who fear Him.
As far as the east is from the west,
So far has He removed our transgressions from us.
I met a couple of my far-distant Irish relatives yesterday: a lady named Ethna Herron and her daughter, son-in-law, and grandson.
To meet Ethna, I took the first District line train at South Kensington Station. It was a silent-running one, unfortunately, with no announcements about the train’s ultimate destination or its next stop. For three stations I hopped off the train and looked at the platform to figure out where the train was headed; then at Earl’s Court a wonderful announcer told us all that it would terminate at Ealing Broadway, precisely the direction I wanted to go. So I stayed on that train to Hammersmith, where I alighted (I’m Nancy Drew at heart. I just wish every book I got a new convertible.) to find an enormous, bustling station. It also served as a bus depot, which helped because I had to catch a bus, which Ethna had told me over the phone was the 914 heading toward Richmond, to her house. Turns out she meant the 419, but I figured that out easily enough: this bus station included a listing of each bus’s stops. Unfortunately the bus didn’t come for half an hour, a significant wait in terms of London transportation. As time passed the crowd around bus stop B increased, massing in size until I started hoping it was a double-decker bus.