ah, telemarketers

This morning’s phone call:
‘Hello, eh… may I speak to Mrs Church please?’
‘Sorry, Holy Trinity is not in right now…’

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blessings

My parents never held out much hope for grandchildren, but I do a fine line in God-children and grand-cats. I’ve just come back from the North of the South where in two and a half days I managed to see two sets of friends and all of my godchildren. When most of my [...]

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needle in a haystack

I am trying to find a complete version of the following single chant.  One of the congregations uses it off an old photocopy, and I have flicked through as many old chant books as I could find on my shelf (frustratingly, knowing that it is probably in the one I left in the States…).

I will [...]

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bother

I spilled myrrh oil all over my hand, and no amount of perfumed soap is covering it.
That particular mistake is so much easier to handle with house blessings when I spill rose and rosemary instead.

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scary moment

I have just found Molly (my house cat) sitting on the outside window ledge.  Lucky for me — and for whomever opened the window — she jumped in and not out when I called to her in panic.  Lucky too that I found her before either the next door cat or the regular canine visitors [...]

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twitchers ready

As we welcome various pre-Lambeth bishops around the province, a helpful reminder from Timothy Radcliffe’s What’s the Point of Being a Chistian:
‘The Church exists to gather people so that we may rejoice together.  Herbert McCabe OP writes that
we express our joy in bodily signs, by dancing, singing, or laughing.  We shout for joy, or hug [...]

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slowly, slowly

The ‘flu is passing.  Slowly.  I thought I was well enough yesterday to do a few hours desk work and attend (not chair) a vestry meeting.  That turned into 6 hours at the desk, plus the meeting, and a giant lesson in overestimating my abilities as I crawled into bed exhausted.  So today I am [...]

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not to be

As tempting as it once was, I could never really have been a benedictine.
It’s the requirement of hospitality that would do me in.
Tomorrow the bishop comes. So imagine the scenario:
‘Welcome, bishop. Mrs Bishop. Right this way. Yes that’s it, just step over the ice chests and don’t trip the bags of [...]

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thought for the day

“You certainly don’t want to go walking through a field of disoriented, agitated and wet honey bees,”
see original context here, or apply creatively to current events.

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advice, please

So, is Sex in the City worth seeing if going to the cinema means having to drive around the Rest and be Thankful at midnight?
Reader, do tell.

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