Thanks to Simon
Thanks to Simon
Thanks to Simon
ht to My Small Boat
“We have been living beyond our means. We have been paying ourselves more than our efforts were earning. We sought political leaders who would assure us that the good times would never end and that the centuries of boom and bust were over; and we voted for those who offered that assurance. We sought credit for which we had no security and we gave our business to the banks that advertised it. We wanted higher exam grades for our children and were rewarded with politicians prepared to supply them by lowering exam standards. We wanted free and better health care and demanded chancellors who paid for it without putting up our taxes. We wanted salacious stories in our newspapers and bought the papers that broke the rules to provide them. And now we whimper and snarl at MPs, bankers and journalists. Fair enough, my friends, but, you know, we really are all in this together”
Apologies for lack of blogging this week, ‘Yellow Braces’ (Diocesan Camp) has dominated to the degree that posting something has been confined to the back of the cupboard above the shelf behind the back burner.
All good though and I am looking to this annual adventure in faith, community and fun. Prayer appreciated for many reasons BUT especially as this is the first time we have ended up with the camp in Britains’ new-found Monsoon Season. We may have lost the pool but there is a net gain in the water available, as it were!
My ‘adventure hat’ has been washed though and tonight I will add some water-proofer to the fabric …. in fact maybe I should just spray the entire contents of my suitcase with the stuff *laughing*
Did you know we had our very own ‘Oscars!’ Well we do *drum roll* The Christian Youth Work Awards. A chance to recognise, celebrate and learn from some great work across five categories. Those being:
All of which is only going to work if you get busy nominating. So muse and come up with nominees to nominate please.
I’d also like to open up a unique category here on the blog and am accepting nominations for the ‘Best improvisation on a Youth Residential owing to the forgetting to pack something really important!’
This weekend saw the (sort of) annual get together for me and a bunch of my friends from way back in the day, when we were all in a Youth Group together. The weekend was the usual mix of humour, conviviality, walking and eating … and included a stroll to Westons Cider which was a highly enjoyable experience.
We, much to our amusement, learnt that one of our number had been describing our impending weekend thusly:
Well, it’s what was best defined as a lads weekend … but is increasingly more of an episode of ‘Last of the Summer Wine’
We also spent a considerable amount of time using the positive form of words for which in reality only the negative exists. By that I mean, something can be inept but we’d use the word ept to mean competent. We discovered a quote about a Jazz musician who didn’t quite fit the mold and the reason given was that he was “kempt, couth and shevelled!” We managed to find a great range of such words but may have thrown Westons a little when we cheerily remarked that one of the Ciders was (and here was really murdering the etymology) ‘gusting’
A great weekend!