Sunday, 30 September 2007

My kinda city?



What City Should You Live In?

You should live in New York City. America's largest city will ensure that you will blend into the crowd. You are the brooding type--introspective, creative, and eccentric--and NYC's cutting-edge, individualistic culture and ambience will appeal to you.
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Saturday, 29 September 2007

Friday, 28 September 2007

Rugby World Cup

Bad luck to Tonga. The world's only Methodist-majority state failed to beat England.

I was backing the Methodists.

My favourite error message ever...


...albeit a bit drastic, when all that had happened was the database went down for five minutes.

Wednesday, 26 September 2007

The Lord's Prayer in Norn

Found this oddly touching - don't really know why. It's the Lord's Prayer in Norn. Norn was the ancient version of Norse spoken by the people of the Shetlands, before they were forced into conformity by the Church and government of Scotland...

Favor i ir i chimrie, / Helleur ir i nam thite,
gilla cosdum thite cumma, / veya thine mota vara gort
o yurn sinna gort i chimrie, / ga vus da on da dalight brow vora
Firgive vus sinna vora / sin vee Firgive sindara mutha vus,
lyv vus ye i tumtation, / min delivera vus fro olt ilt, Amen.

Monday, 17 September 2007

Autumn rushes in

Pressed my fourth gallon of apple juice today (it doesn't stay apple juice very long...). Then while I was in the house leaving the apples and press to it, the rain started hammering down. So I had to rush out and shield the jugful of apple juice from the rain while I rapidly pressed the rest. Rain doesn't help the quality of your cider:


“Hullo, my sonnies, here you be, then!” said Reuben Dewy at length, standing up and blowing forth a vehement gust of breath. “How the blood do puff up in anybody’s head, to be sure, a-stooping like that! I was just going out to gate to hark for ye.” He then carefully began to wind a strip of brown paper round a brass tap he held in his hand. “This in the cask here is a drop o’ the right sort” (tapping the cask); “’tis a real drop o’ cordial from the best picked apples—Sansoms, Stubbards, Five-corners, and such-like—you d’mind the sort, Michael?” (Michael nodded.) “And there’s a sprinkling of they that grow down by the orchard-rails—streaked ones—rail apples we d’call ’em, as ’tis by the rails they grow, and not knowing the right name. The water-cider from ’em is as good as most people’s best cider is.”

“Ay, and of the same make too,” said Bowman. “‘It rained when we wrung it out, and the water got into it,’ folk will say. But ’tis on’y an excuse. Watered cider is too common among us.”

“Yes, yes; too common it is!” said Spinks with an inward sigh, whilst his eyes seemed to be looking at the case in an abstract form rather than at the scene before him. “Such poor liquor do make a man’s throat feel very melancholy—and is a disgrace to the name of stimmilent.”



Thomas Hardy: Under the Greenwood Tree, Chapter 3

High culture

I'd been asked to stand in leading choral evensong. Now that's a wierd experience for one of my background.

Stayed out of any intoning, responses or any other musical contribution. So basically I lead the confession and said the blessing.

Sunday, 16 September 2007

Just because I can be...

...doesn't mean I like to be!

You Are Incredibly Logical
Move over Spock - you're the new master of logic
You think rationally, clearly, and quickly.
A seasoned problem solver, your mind is like a computer!

Friday, 14 September 2007

I ache all over (2)

Did my 12.5 mile sponsored walk (mostly for the Bobby Moore Charity) today.

It's actually organised by one of our customers. Their chairman is doing the whole distance from the source of the Thames to the Barrier. He also does a lot of good work for other charity. Bloody good bloke.

Made Henley (5.5 miles) an hour early - I kid you not. After finishing lunch at the (overpriced but rather nice, and very friendly) Argyll, we set off for Hurley about the time we should have been arriving from Sonning.

Having started at 9.30 and had lunch, arrived at Hurley at 2.30.

It hurts now. Off for a bath.

By the way, lest you get the impression the Argyll's overpriced for Henley, it's not. Apparently £3 a pint for Abbot is normal in the Thames Valley. Stone the crows.

Monday, 10 September 2007

Nearly there

My Thomas Hardy site has nearly hit 100,000 hits. Even though I've not updated it in 3 years, I still feel kind of excited...

Just the one stray Beaker person?

Quiet pint with a mate at the White Horse, Husborne Crawley this evening. Nice pint of Castle Eden. However there was one guy at the bar who I'm sure was a Beaker person. Uncanny...

Thursday, 6 September 2007

Stupid Burglar

Not the sharpest felt-tip in the case...

Collection

Our recent collection for the Kenyan diocese of Bungoma (NB mostly not our congregation - special service...) raised, among other things, a small key and 3 Latvian santīmi. Well, easy to confuse Latvia and Kenya, I reckon.

Tuesday, 4 September 2007

Well of course...

You scored as Cultural Creative, Cultural Creatives are probably the newest group to enter this realm. You are a modern thinker who tends to shy away from organized religion but still feels as if there is something greater than ourselves. You are very spiritual, even if you are not religious. Life has a meaning outside of the rational.

Cultural Creative

75%

Fundamentalist

69%

Postmodernist

63%

Romanticist

38%

Existentialist

19%

Modernist

13%

Idealist

13%

Materialist

0%


What is Your World View?
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Not that I believe in Post-Modernism. Any concept that all-embracing can't be right.

Jane Tomlinson

Not much to say really - just "God bless and thanks for the fight you showed." Doctors gave her 6 months to live, and through drive and determination and belief - yeah, and luck, no doubt - she made that into 7 years.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/west_yorkshire/6976050.stm

Sunday, 2 September 2007

Posh Church

All very scary - just got back from setting up our school hall with lots of chairs, no benches, a printed order of service, a special chair for the bishop and.... a music stand cosy to turn it into a pulpit (well, a lectern...) for the day. Somebody's bringing a cross on a stick and somebody who knows how to use it... There's people from all over the town and surroundings coming specially. Not our church anymore really.

Thank goodness you don't have new ministers too often. Back to normal next week....