Just a reminder of the post I put up a couple of years ago about How to be Single at Christmas.
Oh, and in case anyone is wondering what I’m eating for Christmas dinner, let’s just say that Lidl’s promotion of Rudolph Steaks is very welcome in Praepostorial Towers.
No, Kimberley – he ISN’T a Primate. He is merely first among equals and has no powers as a primate or metropolitan.
So what would you use as the collective noun for Archbishops, Presiding Bishops, Primi (Primuses??), etc?
I have always heard ‘primates’ as a simple short hand and have not assumed that it tells us anything about the form of governance in any particular province.
Ah! But it does! +Idris is Primus (inter pares), but he’s no more a Primate than you or I. This is a delightful distinguishing feature of our Scottish Church. During the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries there were various suggestions and attempts to restore some kind of Metropolitan Bishop, but they came to nothing.
As for a collective noun, I don’t know. I prefer not to think about such meetings!
I missed out on celebrating the anniversary of this blog on 3 August. I've no idea how many readers it has had since then. Quite a few members of the congregation read it. People who are thinking of coming to the church read it. People who are on committees with me read it. Preachers read it.…
My lousy webhost, Valuehost managed to put the databases which run my websites offline yesterday whilst supposedly carrying out an upgrade of their network. When the time comes to renew my hosting, I will have to think long and hard about whom I should be using. The trouble with Valuehost is that they are cheap.…
Following my lamentation at Lammastide (1 August) that I did not have any fresh bread in the house, I have borrowed a breadmaker from someone who is in a household where the Atkins diet holds sway.Thus, I awoke this morning to the smell of fresh bread wafting through part of the house. This loaf, the…
The pictures on the television of people being airlifted from their cars on the road north of Strathyre are dramatic. I came down that road earlier in the week in the most frightening thunderstorm. Stair-rods from heaven and thunder to shake the mountains.
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