Tiday was hardly my second visit, but a welcome one nonetheless - and coming the day before the General Assembly of Unitarians and Free Christian Churches - it seems an appropriate time to write a posting.

Now, Elder Yard is a very special place in a number of senses. It is special to me as my haven of personal reflection and solitude - more tranquil than the external experience that is my allotment. It is special to me for where it is located. Ithe very street in which it sits it is surrounded, almost shrouded, by other buildings, largely the Cooperative - living almost the Victorian and pre-industrial dreams of working together. Within Chesterfield itself it is unusually early and survives from a more tumultuous and some would suggest more naive era of ideas, passion and principles. And within itself it is very very special - a piece of untouched space in an otherwise busy world, tended and preserved and nurtured for future generations.

But this is no time capsule of the past. This is a living building that appreciates where it has been, how it emerged and is shaking itself down ready for the challenges ahead of the coming years.

And it is not just the building. The entrance gate approach is kind, green, proud and protected. The iron cast fence and gates are often shut and far from excluding me, give me a sense of a protection, of a value. Indeed I notice thaty when the gates are open I feel my heart leap at the chance to venture within. To the right (or south) of the chapel proper there is a graveyard are that has standing and laid flat the tributes to forebears, men and women and children a plenty. It's not just the age of these that intrigue and please me, but the font, the design, the decoration. And in two magnificent examples the macabre of a skull and cross bones atop the graven tribute in memoriam.

So when I popped in for my monthly fix of peace, contemplation and shared reflection I gave thanks for the surroundings that have been builded here, over centurges, generations and about whom the current congregants worry and fret to good end. Taking this place of peace and good intent forwards for the rest of us and for others yet to come is a worthy task.

For my part, I'm back next month, but for now, right now, home to pack the case to attend the General Meetings and Assembly of the Unitarians and Free Christian Churches here in Birmingham in the U.K.