Continuing a Christian journey on London's no 43 bus! (for others in the series click on the 43 bus tab)
Into Muswell Hill the 43 bus passes the Church which I work in, but we'll ignore that and look at the next church building it passes.
For sure it looks like a church building, albeit one whose flint-clad walls might more appropriately belong in a Scottish seaside town. This is, however, not entirely fanciful as it was built to be Muswell Hill Presbyterian Church, representing Scotland's major ecclesiastical form.
It is a restaurant (and its Sunday School rooms now apartments). This indignity must be put in the context that apparently, for several earlier years before my time here, it was a Harngey Council storage area. Or to put it another way, a junk yard.
In between it was a pub-restaurant and for a while we held midweek Bible studies in one corner of it. This felt like a nice resumption of its original purpose. I find closed churches a constant irritant so you can imagine how often this one negatively impacts me!
In its current iteration it has a fascinating warning on its entrance:
Mmm. In fairness, the Presbyterian door steward of former years likely held a similar view or perhaps more severe. Nevertheless I have yet to see a church that places such a notice on its doors (well, head coverings for women) - and I hope I never will. The Gospel is for everyone.
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