I was probably the only person who witnessed last week’s wonder at first hand: It was John Woodall, the parish’s master electrician, swaying about, 60 feet up, on one of those cockamamie extending arm lifts replacing all the light bulbs in the sanctuary. It was an act of cool, calm courage and he deserves our heartfelt thanks and admiration. Not least, he’s made it easier for me to keep my eye on you!