Time to sign off and put the blog in the cupboard until the New Year when no doubt I’ll retrieve it and be putting finger(s) to keyboard once more, thus adding to the weight of html coursing through the blogosphere. Five and a half years on and I still love blogging ….. especially the contact, learning and fun that arises from the dialogue. I do Twitter but have not made it into the league of the Twitterati, nor wanted to; Quite like Facebook, but blogging is still where my heart is. Not that I’m turning into a Ludite (I hope), as I’m quite chuffed to have set up ‘Kindle’ on my phone today and grabbed a copy of NT Wright “Surprised by Hope!” to electronically ingest. (Talking of technology, if you haven’t caught up with Ronnie Corbet’s take on technology, have a look) I know what your thinking though?*
If you like blogging so much, explain the last two weeks!
Well, truth is that Jo has not been so well which has kept me busy, but probably more than that I’ve really been missing my dad and have found it difficult to sit down and write. Odd things like it being the first Christmas I can ever remember where I haven’t gone to buy a packet of ‘Licqourice Allsorts’ for my dad have affected me deeply. Grief is an odd thing, it doesn’t pounce any more though, it just kind of arises somewhere as a small speck of sadness and expands gently until you become aware of it’s presence.
I am however thoroughly looking forward to Christmas with my immediate tribe, We have two Christmas trees up in our Lounge and I shall enjoy a dram or two of Malt with the mellow and cheerful light they create. The festivities will commence tomorrow with the annual showing of “Muppet Christmas Carol” and flow from there. I am going to especially enjoy the Midnight service which will feel really ‘right’ this year with snow laying round about, deep and crisp and even**
I wish you every blessing my fine friends for this most magical time of year.
Let wonder, love and hope reign supreme.
Shalom “O holy Child of Bethlehem
Descend to us, we pray
Cast out our sin and enter in
Be born to us today
We hear the Christmas angels
The great glad tidings tell
O come to us, abide with us
Our Lord Emmanuel “
____________________________________________________________________ * not really, that would be too weird ** at least the bits that aren’t black or worse, yellow
I’m up at the office today and tomorrow. It’s currently snowing again, but it did mean that it felt very Christmassy when we trudged down the road to St Lawrence Church for our Church House Carol Service.
I’m not really a big fan of tattoos but this made me smile ….
My family were asking if there was anything I want for Christmas, couldn’t think of anything. But my magical Christmas wish would be Bill Watterson doing a new Calvin and Hobbes book!
ht to todays’ Sun Newspaper for the punning headline (I think ‘Whitemare’ might actually make it into general use) on this bitterly cold morning. Parts of the Diocese came close to minus 20 degrees last night which is really really extreme for the South, a relatively balmy minus 6 in Newbury by comparison.
I’m heading up to the office in a while but watching the forecasts carefully for the return trip, there is snow forecast for south of the Ridgeway today and such is the traffic volume on the A34 that any incident can transform the dual carriage way to little more than a car park. (As it did over the weekend with a 5hr delay Oxford to M40 on Sunday)
My sympathy to all who are stuck at home, airports or out on the roads.
Whitemare! Captain’s Log Supplemental:
Car wouldn’t start, the battery was almost completely dead. Managed to jump start it and head up to Oxford. Once over the Ridgeway the temperature dropped majorly and the side roads looked increasingly grim. The A34 kept moving though with occasional patches of snow and ice intruding into one lane. When I came to turn off for Church House though it was truly scary and the entire slip road was snow and ice (with an outside temp of minus 10). I had a lorry behind me so was trying to work out how much I could safely slow up before committing the tyres to the slip road. Managed not to collect a lorry in the bumper and to not spin off on the exit, however the Church House Car Park was all snow and ice. I could not get any traction AND every time I tried the car stalled and it wouldn’t restart … necessitating a Jump start. Eventually gave up slithered back onto the A34 (even scarier moment) and headed south. Currently at ATS in Newbury waiting for a new battery to be fitted.