don’t pretend

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In my last teaching job, the headmaster once sent out a list of events for which we were allowed to take a day off school.  It read something like:  own funeral, spouse’s funeral, own-child’s funeral, parent’s funeral, second coming.

As I stood in the corridor reading it I immediately made another list of things I would rather resign for than miss.  Ever since, I have thought it was worth knowing what you would resign for.

Apparently, a certain rector in London lost his list.

Really — either say yes, and stick by it; or say no and play safe.  Saying ‘I didn’t realise’ doesn’t really wash.   See here.

lovely Dunoon

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Do you suppose I should preach for Sea Sunday (which we celebrate this week), or should we simply start building an ark?

The rain is apparently endless.  I really must stop hiding and go get seed for the very bedgraggled pheasants and the ever-hopeful robin.  Sigh.

clearing

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There is a certain similarity in the things I have most enjoyed today:

  • the clever new-to-me programme One Note, that actually lets me plan a liturgy workshop all at once without filtering it through endless scraps of paper.
  • a new A3 pad, for the things that must be done by hand when process matters more than product.  (I’ve heard a rumour that some people can think without writing, but I don’t believe it.)
  • a clean down-stairs — which might sound like half a job done, but Michaelmas Angels make a mess, and between holidays and illness, that mess had become an ecosystem.

and, odd one out:

  • soft murmurs from Molly as she burrows deeper and deeper into the warmest blanket.  It seems that her winter coat is not yet fully in place.