As a news junkie and someone who has lived in different continents, I begin to have “withdrawal symptoms” if I don’t get my fair share of both national and international news. For some time now, I have been pretty fedup with BBC Radio 4. In order to appeal to the so called younger audience, some of the programmes have reached gutter level. For instance, I have been appalled by the use of vulgar language on daytime programmes like the afternoon drama. Book at bedtime is anything but… the amount of vulgar language and violence is a recipe for a nightmare! I have also stopped listening to Woman’s Hour, the Today programme and such likes. The news tend to be pretty much the same every hour when plenty is happening around the world!
The Mhinisteir gifted me a Roberts DAB radio late last year and since then I have been listening to the BBC World Service which is wonderful and I once again feel like a global citizen. I still dip in and out of Radio 4 but these days the BBC World Service is my go to radio station.
It is a shame that the World Service is only available on DAB.
On Monday, I was eagerly waiting to listen to the Prime Minister’s new lockdown measures. I tuned in to Radio 4 at the said time but there was no broadcast.
I soon realised that the Prime Minister’s announcement was only going to be on Television. Great but how about for people like me without television? Isn’t the message important enough for ALL to hear? When the first lockdown measures were announced in March, we listened to it live on the radio so what has changed now?
I listen to the Daily Service on Radio 4 long wave but am not always very pleased with the choice of presenters. I am surprised by the high number of non clergy who present it.
I am High Church but not Anglo Catholic: I like the service to be traditional and preferably by a member of the clergy. I am happy with a fair balance of traditional and non traditional services but often times, they are more non traditional than traditional.
The theme yesterday was the Criminal Justice System. During prayer, the clergy person addressed prisoners as God’s children! I am no theologian but I was taken aback by that particular description. I know that God is our Creator and We on earth are his Creation. As far as I know, we call God our Father when we enter into a relationship with Him.
Anyway, this subject was a thorn in my flesh as I had just finished reading about the widow of the policeman who was so brutally killed last year. I was very sad to know that they had only been married for a month and that the widow was not even allowed to see his body for one last time as his body was so mangled. How cruel!
Heresy of Universalism means there is no hell. I think one is clever enough to know what I am trying to say. There is forgiveness but only if we repent.
By the way, I got this big term from the Mhinisteir so please don’t be too impressed with my blog title!!!! As I say, I am no theologian!!!
Unfortunately, that peaceful night’s sleep slipped away. No fault of the mattress topper I hasten to add.
I kept waking up every hour as my leg was hurting. Strangely, my body knows in the form of aches and pains when it is going to rain. The rain was lashing at the window when I went to bed. I need a barometer I think. I tossed and turned and hoped for some respite but the respite never came so this morning I walked around like a zombie. The Mhinsteir suggested that I get back to bed but I know I won’t be able to sleep.
I decided to listen to the Daily Service in bed instead. It was only recently that I discovered that I could listen to it online as it is in long wave. I don’t have DAB radio. I really enjoy the service and so have been making a point to listen to it everyday. The theme this week is Old Testament Prayers.
Oh help! I have just waved to my postman in my pyjamas! The Mhinisteir is in a zoom meeting and so I ran (tried to anyway!) to the window to acknowledge the parcel that the Postie brought. On my way back to bed, I decided to look at myself in the mirror!
I am an ardent fan of BBC Radio Four. For quite some time, I have been dissatisfied with the quality of some of their Programmes. For example, Book at bedtime sometimes has too much of violence and bad language. Totally unnecessary! Instead of gently lulling one to sleep, it keeps one awake.
Thanks to the Private Eye, I discovered that a few of Radio Four Presenters have been poached by a new rival radio station called Times Radio. I had never heard of them and decided to listen to them this morning via the internet. I only tuned in to catch the hourly news brief. The wonderful thing is that you don’t need to sign in to listen to them. It is still early days but I hope that they will be a good alternative to Radio Four.
Radio Four is still my preferred Radio station but it is good to have a good alternative at least to keep them on their toes.
I particularly enjoyed this week’s desert island disc on Radio 4 with Call the Midwife’s Heidi Thomas. Believe it or not, I have actually met her before thanks to the company that the Mhinisteir keeps! Of course I didn’t know who she was at that time but just that she was behind some soap called Call the Midwife which I didn’t know anything about. I now know a little about the drama, thanks to yesterday’s Programme.
It was really interesting listening to her and to know more about her. She came across as a warm person despite the personal tragedies that she had to go through. It was very embarrassing when she recalled an incident at her family home in Liverpool when the local Church of England Vicar came to tell her Mother that the other mothers in the playgroup didn’t want her to bring her son who was disabled. How dare they but more importantly what on earth was the Vicar thinking?????
Anyway, I was pretty chuffed when she said that her desert island has to be the Isle of Harris in the Outer Hebrides. A woman after my own heart!!!!!
I am a huge fan of Radio 4. Sadly in recent months I have been getting pretty annoyed with some of the Radio 4 programmes.
Book at bedtime is the latest one to earn my wrath. Why do we need very strong language and sexual content at bedtime or for the matter any time of the day??? This week, I have been turning off the radio whenever book at bedtime comes on and turn the radio back on for the 11pm news!!!!
Monday. 5.30am. I was wide awake wondering why my body was behaving a certain way. Should I be worried?
Radio 4 was playing in the background. It was the shipping forecast. My favourite! Only because some of the places that I have lived in get a mention!!!
The Mhinisteir and I have a peculiar habit. The radio in our bedroom gets turned on at 10pm in time for the news every night and does not get turned off until about 8.30am the next morning!
The shipping forecast was followed by prayer for the day led by a Bishop from the Episcopal Church in Scotland and he mentioned the Edinburgh fringe festival. The moment Edinburgh got a mention my mind wondered away to the time when the Mhinisteir and I lived in Edinburgh.
I didn’t enjoy my time in that city. Nothing wrong with the city. It is a beautiful city. It was just me. I used to hate the month of August because of the Festival! It was busy everywhere and driving around was a nightmare. The Royal mile which was near where I worked was filled with tourists and was very noisy. The streets were filthy and dusty. On top of that my colleagues and I had to put up with a lone bagpiper on the opposite site of the road for one whole month every year!!!! For that reason I used to hate the bagpipes! Now when I hear the bagpipes, it makes me homesick!
I used to rush back home to the tenement flat that we were renting and shut myself in until the next morning.
My office was also near Edinburgh Castle and I used to look forward to the one o’clock gun. Strangely they have something similar in Nice! It reminded me to break off for lunch. I also liked Princess Gardens. The Mhinisteir and I sometimes met up for lunch there. At the weekends, we used to walk up and down Princess Street before stopping somewhere for a quick bite before heading to Church.
I was very happy when we left Edinburgh. I have since returned to Edinburgh as a visitor a handful of times and have always wondered how it will be to live there again.
Saturday marked the 50th Anniversary of the first moon landing. Most people of my generation will know the name of Neil Armstrong. I imagine it to be a favourite question in pub quizzes. Last week on Radio 4, there were countless programmes to mark the 50th Anniversary. Why?
Mankind or should I say humankind in this politically correct world have no regard for the God who created the Sun, Moon and Stars. Why acknowledge the moon landing when we so blatantly ignore the creator of the moon?
I find it strange that we have trouble believing that Christ rose again from the dead but have no problem in believing that Man did go to the moon.
“O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the body of this death?” – Romans 7:24