Today is VIT’s last day at Coverdale Hall. It seems an long time ago that she started the fairly surreal process of becoming a vicar. Indeed, it is a generation ago that she first offered the church her services – if the church had said “yes” then at that time she would not have been [...]
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Since the last post a long time ago the VIT has been offered, and has accepted a parish in a different diocese than the one we thought we’d be in. Which is all rather surprising. But their DDO has been amazing and affirming. The Bishop likes black shoes. The letter inviting us both to dinner [...] I went with VIT to Compline last night. Incense, quite still and quiet and nicely led by a student. An attempt to carry the old monastic tradition of prayer through the night into something more do-able for ordinary mortals. Followed by wine and cheese. All very civilised. As I sat there I thought about [...] It’s a very odd thing having a spouse at theological college. I haven’t so far had the chance to take part in any of the courses at Coverdale Hall – although they are very welcoming if you want to. Despite this I have been learning things about what it means to be the spouse of someone [...] Well, five months have passed, and VIT had her last Sunday morning today at Lilliput St Gulliver and Laputa St Lindalino – her placement parish. What with having a non-operational right leg youngest VKIT and I had to get a lift with one of the parishioners to get to the second service this morning. Youngest [...] The first posting on this blog concerned coffee and the likelihood of my drinking coffee with the Coverdale Hall wives and husbands. Well, I didn’t envisage six weeks off on crutches at that point, so yesterday I went to my first coffee morning. Ever. In my life. And jolly good were the coffee, cakes [...] Some years ago I played bass in an ad-hoc worship band. We had a curmudgeonly but inspirational drummer called Bob, who was immensely good fun to make music with. We would each get asked to read bible passages from time to time, and on one occasion the task fell to Bob who, it turned out, [...] There’s a well known phrase about those who can not organise parties in breweries. The observant amongst you might have noticed from earlier posts on this blog that I have formed a less than favourable opinion of the ability of certain parts of the Church of England to manage anything. So it was with great [...] I missed last week’s VFIT support group’s curry night, going instead a High School Musical Evening. That is, an evening of music at the High School which oldest VKIT attends, as opposed to an evening of Disney’s High School Musical. Thankfully. And it was great; shame about the curry though. Anyway, this week [...] Imagine a Tesco supermarket fifteen years ago, or maybe Gateway, Hinton’s, or Fine Fare. Now think of yourself next to the sausage counter. You might have found two or three different varieties, maybe thick or thin, and maybe 6 or 12 in a pack. But that’s about it. Now think about what’s needed to make [...] |
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