Here’s a wee video of the Palm Sunday Procession at St Mary’s this year.
I promised people something extra this year. For some reason, people thought I had booked a donkey.
Well, anyone can book a donkey.
Here’s what happened. Many thanks to the guys from the wonderful Clanadonia for making this year’s procession so memorable.
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Argh!
Latest update.
I seem to be living in a parallel universe. I have been captured by plumbing aliens and have been taken to planet plumber. Either that or I am the living embodiment of a plumber’s online adventure game.
The latest is that there is a crack in the hot water tank between the heating coil and the tank containing domestic hot water. Thus the tank needs to be changed. No useable hot water until this is done next week.
This means showers instead of baths. (When will I get to think?). Boiling washing up water. No use of the washing machine. Fortunately I still have the dishwasher, which comes off the cold water supply and also the heating, so the house is not cold.
However it appears that most of next week will be spent waiting for plumbers as well.
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Easy solution. Do what I do – take your washing to your mother!
Sorted!!!!!!!!!
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How I am supposed to be a mystic visionary with all this going on?
*politely puts hand up*
Um, aren’t mystic visionaries supposed to go without certain creature comforts in order to have such visions???? This will surely help, no?
Alternatively, you could give up hot water for Lent.
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Well, I don’t find it particularly difficult to imagine St Anthony making his way to the desert wadi looking for clear water, finding only muddy guck and crying: “How I am supposed to be a mystic visionary with all this going on?”
We were singing quite a lot of music either written or influenced by Vaughan Williams yesterday, and so we sang Bunyan’s hymn with some gusto. Indeed, one was belting it out from the altar table thus: Hobgoblin nor foul fiend Can daunt her spirit, She knows she at the end Shall life inherit. Then fancies…
The Mystery Worshipper from the Ship of Fools has been. Read it all. I think it is a fair reflection of what we hope to be. What do you think?
A new and interesting development locally is a monthly inter-faith coffee morning. A few of us from different faith traditions go and have coffee together in a local cafe. No agenda. Very relaxed. It is a meeting which includes RC, Presbyterian and Episcopal Christians, the local Immam and someone from a Tibetan Buddhist centre. We…
To the RSAMD tonight for the decapitation of nuns. An odd way to spend the evening, but it was clear that they all had it coming to them in the end. It is a great piece and was extremely well staged. Amongst other good singing, Soeur Constance stood out from the crowd. The first third…
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