Just a quick thought about the shift in paradigm we are living through as we move from modernity to postmodernity. We are all using social media as a way of thinking our thoughts. It pops into your head and you tweet it. Then the discussion ensues. This is good and healthy. But as a public
I went on a residential course a few weeks ago and one of my fellow inmates recommended Fontevraud as a place to visit. Once again the vicar is on holiday visiting ABC (another bloody church). Ruth likes to listen to the audio guide whilst I just take in the ambience. When you work in churches
I am used to watching adverts destroy a song we play in Silverthorn. Who can forget DFS using Rock Star until everyone on earth hated it? As we await the second half of Friends, Vanarama (who I have never heard of) appeared on my tellybox. I wish I was a fly on the wall of
Why is Robb sharing electronica? Who can say? It’s not normally my kind of thing but when we were running the charity stall at Whitby Goth Weekend this came out of my friend’s iPod and I really like it. Electronic goth/industrial – no spandex in sight. Every time it comes on my playlist I
Well hopefully no one will read this. And if you do, don’t tell them. But… As I grow older I have discovered what friendship means. I thought I knew but apparently I didn’t. I can pinpoint a few key moments but in the last 36 hours things have crystallised: Friendship is spending a couple of
This isn’t my idea, credit belongs with Fr David Teasdel in Altofts. We were talking about how we were both doing an all age harvest that week in school with 400 children from age 4-11. He said “Easy! BIGATRON” as though that is a satisfactory answer to any harvest question. This is tried and tested.
Timbo pointed me to this. It is a really good game discussing some of the big and the small questions about Christmas. Great discussion starter to play after that half of shandy with friends and family.
This morning I led the Sunday service from a booklet rather than my tablet. The reason is that somehow, the advent service I put together for the parish has disapparated from my computer. I’ve no idea where it has got to so I’m stuck with the hard copy in booklet form. I was lost. In
This is what happened when I met the DDO. I may have just said that clergy don’t grow in tubes of nutrient enriched goop. May.