Monthly Archives: September 2004

The power…

I managed to bring the deacon’s meeting to a standstill last night. Being amongst the last few to arrive I tried to unobtrusively make my way towards a vacant chair, as I went to sit, the pastor looked up and stopped mid sentance and stared. Many embarrassing options went through my mind… was I stealing someone’s chair, was the zip on my jeans undone, was I half an hour late without noticing, had I walked in in the middle of a prayer… I decided to elaborate on what I thought was quite a likely one “I’m sorry, was someone sitting here?” The pastor, realising that the entire diaconate was as puzzled as I was as to why I had unwittingly made such an entrance smiled and said “Emily, I’d never thought of you as a handbag person!” I’m quite glad really, I’m not a handbag person, it just happened to be a bag that fitted what I needed to take. Anyway, the meeting was thus started in good humour, which lasted the rest of the evening, and we even made some useful decisions concerning the serving of coffee…

Little things we like…

… worth downloading the pdf to get the detail

…Someone got to this blog by searching for “prayer of a cynic”. I don’t think they got what they were looking for, Rose tinted cynics are a bit different to your average type of cynic, and besides I don’t tend to write up my prayers on here. Maybe I should, I’m sure God reads my wiblog…

…I’m trying to decide on a bit more of a structure for this blog, it occasionally manages one for a while, I’ll carry on thinking though…

…2 updates in one day? Unheard of, I know, I think I’m putting off preparing for my deacons meeting.

“Here Comes Thursday”…

… is the title of a children’s book I have (shock, horror) never read. It’s on my shelf though, so maybe I’ll read it in a spare moment and let you know what it’s about. Meanwhile, how did it get to Thursday? I’m confused.

Bromyard Folk Festival was excellent, bonkers French women included. Also we didn’t get overly wet, which was a bonus. We got back to more excellent folk news – the line-up at our local folk club.

Also on Monday I finished Midnight’s Children which was good, as we discussed it last night. It was perhaps too ambitious a book to discuss in one hour, but the nibbles were good (mostly).

There’s a mighty wind a-blowin’…

I’m on page 346 of 463 of Midnight’s Children, and really quite into it. My diet of films has kept up its bizarre theme though, we watched this last night, very funny.

The people getting to this page via Google are getting odder by the minute. I’m not entirely surprised to see many Neighbours related searches, but ‘Pam Ayres getting old’? Who knows, it may even have been the good poet herself. Talking of Neighbours (as it has been pointed out, I usually am), it seems that the wonderful Ian Smith (aka Harold Bishop) is to release a Christmas single in a hip-hop style entitled ‘I am not a popstar’. Hmm, I think my adoration of all things Harold may suffer a severe blow if this does come to fruition, we can only hope that it’s a nasty rumour.

This weekend sees Rhys and I heading festival-wards again, this time to Herefordshire. With wonderful co(s)mic timing we were woken to severe thunderstorms this morning, good job we’ve not managed to clean the Greenbelt mud off everything, this weekend looks set to be really gloopy! Will let you know how it went next week, but for now I have some great acts to look forward to along with another rainy Bromyard spent with old friends. Marvellous.

Sitting comfortably?

Not something generally possible on the main site at Greenbelt, but nevertheless, a cracking weekend. Highlights included a quiz show, some poets, a birthday party, some French food, a shower off site, inspiring speakers from Scotland, Oz and Cambridge, some good music, amazing installations and tons of ideas to bring back to church. Oh and some new trousers which now need a wash, thanks to all the mud.

Retuned home to spend some quality time with the tv and dvd player. Having survived 17 Neighbourless days, I was glad to come back to a good episode, some great lines between Susan (just snogged a priest) and Sindi (walked in on them). Also watched Aliens (excellent) and the first 4 episodes of Black Books (also v. good).

It is our church day of prayer today, and also time to clear up from Holiday club and prepare for Sunday School. Really I want to stay in and read Salman Rushdie (finally got to the point of really quite enjoying it) but that’s just me, and anyway, I want to get a start on bringing Greenbelt home…