Here’s a video of what I saw yesterday afternoon at the Glasgow School of Art.
Despite news reports today which are playing down the damage, the Mackintosh interiors, particularly the library, were very obviously completely gutted.
Here’s a video of what I saw yesterday afternoon at the Glasgow School of Art.
Despite news reports today which are playing down the damage, the Mackintosh interiors, particularly the library, were very obviously completely gutted.
Thank you for introducing the word “stoor” to those of us in the non-Scottish world.
Have you been glowing again?
Honestly, I think that it really says something great when they know, even if in a setting where they might not know!
I agree! As daughter of a C of S one, I’ve spent time in the company of more than my fair share. Some have ‘the aura’ and some, most definitely do not…..
Did we know that the Norwegian for vacuum cleaner is “stoorsooker”?
Huge compliment.
And any time you want to come here and be calm at workmen, feel free. Then I can be free to go somewhere quiet and just lose it, as I have been longing to do for some weeks …
@PamB – we didn’t, but we are delighted.
@Rosemary – thanks but no thanks. Being calm at someone else’s workmen is surely too much for anyone.
@Ruth – the day I was ordained, the wife of a bishop told me my aura was golden. She saw them regularly.
@Hermano David – You couldn’t see the glow for the dust.
@Ritualist Robert – happy to be of service. It is the perfect word for what is produced when you mess with chimneys.
@PamB – delighted indeed!
You couldn’t see the glow for the dust.
It is obvious that the VDW could. Good on yer.
What I now need is somebody to come back and be very very UNcalm at a joiner. Very very unclam indeed – new floor ends two foot short of the wall, and yes, there WAS enough wood. And good neighbour/joiner is hors de combat following a RTA.
Or you could try coming and being very calm at me, if your nerve is good enough.
Fr Pip had a good story in the Scottish Sun this morning. I noticed it whilst leafing through the pages. Take a look here.
When I turned up the readings to look at to prepare to speak this morning, I found myself thinking about the last time I was thrown out of a religious institution. I was sent packing. Told to get out. Instructed not to return until I knew how to behave. What was this cruel institution, I…
Right, here is the thing. I’ve set up an online forum for the new knitting group which seemed to be forming all over the place this morning. In the choir, in the pews, in the synod hall, amongst the servers. The talk of knitting was everywhere. Indeed, knitting was being committed during the choir rehearsal…
It is time, is it not, for a knitting group at St Mary’s? And if we ask her nicely, Mother Ruth will supply details of her prayer shawl ministry. Won’t she?
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