one for the ladies

Yesterday, several of the Piskie bloggers met to tend the SEC stall at Nexus — the somewhat unfortunately named child of The Christian Resources Exhibition and the Clyde Presbytery. It was very much a meeting of the good, the earnest and the lonely, and it was sometimes hard to see why we were there, except that it would have been wrong not to be there. But the lack of crowds left plenty of time for thought.

Across from us was a stall for Banner of Truth publishing. And all around they had large glossy posters advertising their wares. They were for cheery books like Raising Children God’s Way, Temptation: Resisted and Repulsed, and Truth’s Victory Over Error. But the one that fascinated me — and seemed to be carefully angled in the SEC’s direction — was for a book called Her Husband’s Crown.

All day I wondered. At one point when business was slow, I went to chat to the young man who was standing there. But no matter how gently I trod, he was clearly terrified of me, and I could not be so cruel as to bait him about the books. Later, I was the one left alone on the stall, and the older braver man from Banner of Truth came over to talk. Eventually, I summoned courage:

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oranges are not the only fruit

I have just begun the process of cancelling my subscription to Orange, and thus ending a year of broadband frustration.

Orange cannot cope with Macs ( I run both a Mac and a PC for rather bizarre reasons…), and whenever I have needed customer service, it has been appalling.  Until today.  I don’t think I have ever had an easier or more pleasant phone call about computers.  I would say it was a ploy to keep customers from leaving, were it not for the fact that they did not try in any way to make me stay.

So (until the MAC code fails to arrive or the standing order is not cancelled…) one good thing to say about Orange:  it is easy to leave.

Do you suppose that’s how some people feel about churches?

If all works, I shouldn’t ever really lose internet connection, but I am doubtful.  If I disappear for a few days, you will know why.

to market, to market

Distraction in morning prayer today went something like this:

  • it’s sunny
  • I’m stressed
  • what if it rains tomorrow?
  • I will be wet and miserable and more stressed
  • day off today??

After much soul searching and diary consulting, I decided that today would indeed be my day off. Objective: to go to Tesco’s to buy fruit, vegetables, tofu and cat treats.

But I couldn’t bear the thought of another day wasted on the ferry, back and forth to Glasgow. So Tesco’s in Oban then. Via Glencoe. Of course.

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