Once more for your delectation – the Provost’s Perfect Pancake Receipt:
Ingredients:
100g plain flour
pinch of salt
2 large heggs
200 ml milk
75 ml water
50g melted butter
Method:
Sieve
Whizz
Fry
Once more for your delectation – the Provost’s Perfect Pancake Receipt:
Ingredients:
100g plain flour
pinch of salt
2 large heggs
200 ml milk
75 ml water
50g melted butter
Method:
Sieve
Whizz
Fry
Fr Kelvin, is there a link to a pdf of the order of service so we can all see it?
I’ll try to post a pdf later today. I need to pick it up from the office and then bring it home to change it to pdf format. I also need to correct a couple of mistakes before I forget what they were.
I can’t post everything that was in the people’s hands for copyright reasons, but I’ll see what I can include.
It was something like this, Robert.
And the Choir looked like this:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/gordonrasmith/sets/72157611524510670/
In the service sheet, verse 3 of In the Bleak Midwinter has the wrong words.
The words as used by Harold Darke, and as sung as a tenor solo last night, from memory are:
Enough for Him whom Cherubim worship night and day,
A breast full of milk, and a manger full of hay,
Enough for Him, whom angels fall down before,
the ox and ass and camel which adore
OK, I shall remove my anorak now!
More pictures from the Carol service at:
http://bonnyton.fotopic.net/c1627814.html
and
http://www.flickr.com/photos/pencefn/sets/72157611423694339/
Here’s my review of Scottish Opera’s latest production, as posted at Opera Britannia. The exclamation marks are obviously not my own and have been added by an editor. Rating: Scottish Opera’s revival of Dominic Hill’s production of Verdi’s Macbeth is something of a mixed bag that is saved by several confident performances, most notably that…
Here’s this morning’s sermon. I went a little off piste from the text, but essentially what I wanted to say is in both the video and the words below. Let me begin this morning with a poem. Just a short poem – so slight that you need to listen or it will pass you by.…
Mirror, mirror, on the wall…. Who is the happiest of them all? Turns out the answer is clergy. According to the BBC, the government is beginning to include measures of happiness in what it attempts to do and part of that has been trying to quantify who the happiest people are in society. Turns out…
I saw this painting recently in London. It purports to be St Monica being handed her newly born son who was to become Augustine of Hippo. It seems to me that this painting explains much.
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