...for another year. Packed churches (in varying stages of inebriation, especially the ones opposite the local pub) for the midnight Communion on Christmas Eve, pretty full with families on Christmas Day and still some turned up on Sunday (my first service was at 8.00am and I was dying, having had... Sign in to see full entry.
Oh Lordy! Now I'm feeling REALLY bad. I rang the funeral directors when I got home yesterday from my abortive visit to the deaf old dear (DOD) to discuss her brother's funeral. Told them she wasn't there so I couldn't finalise the funeral until she got in touch with me. Told them I'd stuffed a note... Sign in to see full entry.
Saw Nigel the Curate today for the first time since the Christmas Tree Festival. He's been ill - or at least, not right, put your own interpretations on that - since the festival, but emailed yesterday to say that yes, he would be appearing today. He didn't turn up. But I did get a phone call from... Sign in to see full entry.
Met up with Eric this morning. We hadn't met before but he rang me last week to explain that he was looking for voluntary work as a therapist. Sounded interesting, so I arranged to go round for coffee this morning. Eric has worked in personnel for years and has spent his spare time researching and... Sign in to see full entry.
Had a phone call yesterday from a solicitor, about some old guy who had died. Used to live in one of my parishes about a hundred years ago and wants to be buried in the churchyard there. Just one problem. He was a bachelor and the only surviving relative is a spinster sister, well into her eighties.... Sign in to see full entry.
Had the Shimpling carol service last night. And yes, this was after the Deanery Mothers' Union carol service in the afternoon (the archdeaconry president got stuck at the road works for forty five minutes and arrived just as we were finishing. Still got there in time for the nosh, so who cares? Not... Sign in to see full entry.
Jolly jaunt day today. Yes, you've guessed, we're off to a family funeral. Well, not exactly family, but I've called him 'Uncle' all my life. His wife was my mother's bridesmaid about two hundred years ago and he became my brother's godfather. I was always extremely jealous about that, because Uncle... Sign in to see full entry.
Managed to drag myself out of my sickbed yesterday and stagger up to the church for the school carol service. Well, OK, I wasn't that bad, but just stir yourself to spoon on the sympathy a bit. The kids were gorgeous, as always. There's only about a hundred in the school so they were all there,... Sign in to see full entry.
Today I'm quietly dying. No, not the computer, me. And 'quietly' might not be quite the word, perhaps 'noisily' describes it better. In short, I am gravely suffering. With a cold. Or if I was a bloke, with man-flu. Strangely enough, Ed developed symptoms the minute I started groaning and whingeing.... Sign in to see full entry.
And behold, on the third day the dead computer rose again and is seateth at the right hand of the Rocking Rector from whence it intercedeth for us all. On the third day the Rocking Rector approached the laptop tomb and behold! The CD Rom drive openeth with the end of an earring. A Linux disk was... Sign in to see full entry.