100 Years at Bridge of Weir

Last Saturday evening I found myself in Bridge of Weir. The choir from St Mary’s Cathedral (well, as many of the choir as could fit) went down to Bridge of Weir Episcopal Church to sing Evensong as part of their centenary celebrations. I went principally because someone was needed to sing the versicles for them to make their responses to. Rose responses, Noble in B Minor, Batten’s O Sing Joyfully, an upbeat sermon from the Dean and hearty hymn singing helped usher a second 100 years in for this congregation.

People often presume that I only like the splendor and the pomp of a big cathedral occasion but then people presume quite a lot of things about me that turn out not to be quite the way things really are. That Evensong was a brilliant way to spend a Saturday evensong, as much for the stories from people over the bunfight as for the worship. Congratulations to the whole congregation at St Mary’s Bridge of Weir and to Colum McGranaghan their priest as they reach this milestone and look forward into the future.

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21 responses to “100 Years at Bridge of Weir”

  1. kelvin Avatar

    When I was a curate in Perth, the term “baked-meats” was sometimes used to describe a purvey.

    As in, “Where are the baked-meats after the funeral?”

  2. kelvin Avatar

    No, quite a lot went to the Crem. For quite a long time, Perth Crem was the most northerly Crem in the UK, which meant that it was a pretty busy place and quite long journeys were part of a lot of the funerals.

  3. JCL Avatar

    Nothing wrong with the expression “pot-luck”. Anything endorsed by Mr Charles Pooter in “The Diary of a Nobody” is certainly acceptable to the British ear.

    June 7.—A dreadful annoyance. Met Mr. Franching, who lives at Peckham, and who is a great swell in his way. I ventured to ask him to come home to meat-tea, and take pot-luck.

  4. Kimberly Avatar

    ah, yes. the perfect quotation: allowing the British to recognize the phrase and to gently laugh at the vulgarity of it all at once. How very apt.

  5. Roddy Avatar
    Roddy

    Sausage rolls? Hmmm….. In some spheres of the British military they’re known as “Labrador’s Ar*eholes” from the end on appearance of said comestible.

    Never in the Royal Army Medical Corps though. Oh no.

  6. PamB Avatar
    PamB

    Re Perth’s claim to crematorial northerliness – that must have been a very long time ago (perhaps a feature of many of Perth’s claims to fame) as Aberdeen cetainly had a crem in the 1930s
    Before Layclerk gets his twopenceworth in – not to my personal knowledge, but there was a famous scandal concerning the reclamation and re-use of coffins which still resonates amongst the elderly of Aberdeen to this day.

  7. Kelvin Avatar
    Kelvin

    Why did they come from Thurso to Perth to be cremated then? Was the Aberdeen one out of commission for a while, I wonder.

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