Yes, I am referring to our own diocesan Bishop! It is not only I who thinks that but some in the wider Church of England think that too.
Whenever there is a vacancy, our Bishop’s name comes up. For example, when the Bishop of London retired, our Bishop’s name came up. The same happened when ABY’s position became vacant and now the suggestion is that our Bishop should be the next Bishop of Winchester to clean up the mess that has been left behind!!!! I am so proud that our bishop is held is such high regard but it is not good news for me! I prefer to have our Bishop with us in our own diocese until they retire.
This wonderful Bishop of ours is very kind and caring. Someone who is firm and exercises authority but never arrogant. A person who prays and most importantly believes in the life, death and resurrection of Christ! I know that some clergy in the CofE don’t believe in the life, death and resurrection of Jesus Christ!!!! What are they doing in the Church??? I digress….
Our Bishop is a well learned individual who never shows off but can get grumpy when tired😂😂😂
We are very blessed and most privileged to have this individual in our lives and my only prayer is that our Bishop will remain in post for a very long time.
By the way, please don’t ask me which diocese I belong to as my cover might be blown if I were to divulge!!!!🤣🤣🤣
The Mhinisteir was covered in dog hair when he came back home yesterday. He had been out visiting a few of his parishioners in their homes. He wasn’t amused for he dislikes both cats and dogs!
At dinner, he told me that he struggled to focus in the house with the dogs for the smell of dogs was so great. According to him, this was even after the dogs had left. Poor him! The things you have to do if you are a Vicar!!!
It reminded me of an incident in the Highlands of Scotland when we both had visited the home of a parishioner. ML was a spinster and her pets meant a great deal to her but her house smelt of dogs. I started throwing up violently the moment I stepped out of the house because the smell of dogs was so offensive.
I know many rural people have pets but we don’t. The Vicarage is both the place of work and home and we are of the view that it will be insensitive to have pets especially if someone coming to the Vicarage has an allergy.
As for me, I am neither a cat nor a dog lover. I don’t mind dogs from a distance but they must be on a lead. At one point, I even contemplated a wee chocolate Labrador for company. That might just have been possible if the Labrador promised to remain wee and more importantly if we had a housekeeper.
As for cats, I don’t understand them. They appear unfriendly and I find them intimidating as they remind me of tigers!
The seaside town of Whitby, England has long been associated with Dracula and local shops are filled with Dracula memorabilia.
This is causing a big headache to the clergy and staff of the local parish church as each summer, tourists in their droves descend at the church yard looking for Dracula’s grave. Sadly, they are never able to find it!!!!
No wonder. Dracula is a fictional character!!!!!! Ha ha!!!
It used to be that all good hotel rooms in the UK had a trouser press. The ones that we stayed in always had one. Once, I even tried to crease out my blouse in one. It wasn’t a disaster but they are best left to trousers!!! These days when most people seem to live out in jeans, the trouser press seems obsolete. I imagine that most millennials would never have heard of such an invention!!!!
The trouser press may have gone out of fashion in the UK but It appears to be still very popular around the world.
I am proud to reveal that we have a Corby trouser press in the Vicarage. The Mhinisteir will be lost without it!
I was shocked to learn that Peter Corby’s name never went into the Queen’s honours list. What a terrible shame! It is people like Corby who should have made it to the honours list.
In case you are wondering… I have short cropped hair. Last week, I heard on BBC World Radio that the Olympic Gold medalist for Archery, An San from South Korea has been labelled a feminist and man hater by her countrymen because she has short cropped hair!!!!! I am shocked!
In Scotland, I know of some overly religious christians who find it hard to accept my short hair. They like to quote certain verses from the New Testament to justify their views.
I have always had short hair. When I was young, it was my parents who were adamant that I should have short hair to suit my scrawny face and figure!
Strangely, I don’t know of anyone my age who have short hair so I tend to stand out in a crowd which I don’t mind at all!
By the way, I am not a feminist neither am I a man hater!
The Church of England including our own diocese do a lot of work in prisons. I too have always been interested in the struggles faced by inmates behind bars. I am also mindful that all over the world, there are innocent people who find themselves in prison.
How is it possible to blog when in prison??? One loses all their freedom but then again I remember reading about a man who was face timing his brother in prison!!!! I had far too many questions and the only way to get answers was to actually start reading the blog and that is exactly what I did….I must confess that I have yet to read all the posts.
I was initially disappointed to discover that this individual isn’t a prison inmate! The disappointment turned to amazement and awe the moment I realised that this individual is convalescing in a care home here in the UK after contracting Covid-19. I believe they have been there since July 2020. The blog tells me that they even had to learn how to walk!
I am full of admiration for this individual because I don’t know of anybody who blogs while in a care home! I know I won’t because I will be too busy feeling sorry for myself!!!
I love going to Church on Sundays but dread it when there is to be a baptism. I know of some people who don’t turn up when they know there is to be a baptism but that is not an option available to me. I go by the principle that if I am going to miss church on any particular Sunday then I must have an extremely good reason for doing so!
Before I go on, I would like to emphasise that I write this as an ordinary church goer and not as a Vicar’s wife!
Due to the pandemic and lockdowns, there is a backlog of baptisms in our churches that the Mhinisteir is only now able to clear. Some of the babies who were born during the first lockdown are already toddlers!!!!
There are many reasons why I dread going to church when there is be a baptism.
Ordinary church goers get sidelined. The church wardens and others get so excited by the prospect of a huge turnout that the baptismal party is assigned the choicest seats while we the ordinary folk get dumped in the back or side.
Almost always, the day of the baptism is the only time these folk darken the door of the church. That is fine by me but it is unfair to let them to take control of the church and turn it into a party venue. Despite reminders to not take photos in Church due to safeguarding rules they continue snapping away throughout the service. The Church is the house of God and we are all there to worship!
They rarely have any respect whatsoever for anything that goes on in Church. They are fidgety and distracting. The clothes they wear especially the ladies is much to be desired. I know that most of us can’t afford to dress like the Queen but one can’t turn up to church wearing almost next to nothing. It is not only disrespectful but distracting.
Strangely, the children who come with their parents to these services are immaculately behaved!!!!
On Saturday, as I turned on the radio, I got to listen to the tail end of the Radio 4 food programme called Kitchen Cabinet. They were discussing family pet names for food. One of the panellist came up with YMCA for trifle – yesterday’s muck cooked again. Ouch!! With that, the programme ended!!!
Our weather together with some of the trees in the churchyard have turned autumnal even though it is only August. It was cold last night so the heating in the Vicarage which is controlled by a thermostat came on Some of you may know that most Vicarages are old houses with old heating systems. Our heating system makes a bit of a noise at certain times of the night but we have grown accustomed to it. However, what happened last night was unexplainable!
As mentioned in the start, I was rudely awoken by various clanging noises which I can only describe as like the ones that is played by the Chinese Lion dance troupe. Why this analogy? I have no idea. The clanging stopped after a while but the drums went on all night!! By 3am, I was wide awake, staring through my eye mask!!!!!
Needless to say that I woke up feeling tired and grumpy! Here’s hoping that the Lion dance troupe go elsewhere tonight!!!!