So I've officially been in post for two weeks. One week spent mainly on a course and then this week.
Time to try to get out and about in the town and among the church folk. A visit to the Scrabble group on Monday afternoon & Small Talk on Thursday afternoon - good opportunities to let my face be seen and hopefully let those who don't see me on Sundays realise that I'm fairly human and that a dog collar doesn't make me unapproachable. Both groups consist mainly of non-Sunday attenders and I don't think either group would consider themselves 'Church'. But both meet on Church premises and both are listed as church activities. They also both at first glance appear to be communities with people who support each other outside of the meeting place. Interesting.
I've also visited three sets of people at home. One housebound elderly lady with early Alzheimer's and have arranged to take her Home Communion - along with her Pastoral visitor.
I dropped in on a family whose husband/granddad had been to hospital for tests, and also had a great evening meal & conversation with a couple who are feeling God is calling them to use their many gifts for something other than youth work which they have been doing for many years.. Exciting times!
I've also prepared Sunday worship, and something for a Harvest 'service' for an old folk's club next week.. I've been invited to go to that with the organist who was already booked to be there.
But perhaps the most testing thing this week has been that my colleague's son has been diagnosed with testicular cancer and has had to have emergency surgery. I can't begin to imagine the stress he and his wife have been under. The operation has gone well and scans have been encouraging so hopefully the prognosis is good. Communication by text message with someone I don't know terribly well has been challenging - getting the 'tone' right is so hard.
Nothing quite beats face to face encounters and hopefully that can be a major part of my ministry here - even though I don't always find it easy - I must try to,remember it's a whole load easier than texting!
Saturday, 22 September 2012
Saturday, 15 September 2012
There for a season
No sooner had the induction service finished, the curry been eaten and mother waved goodbye to, than I was on my way to Belsey Bridge Conference Centre in Ditchingham for the Eastern Synod Ministers' Get Together!
An annual event, the timing was actually perfect for me, as I had time to reflect on my change of role and church.
Speakers Ann Morisy and Roy Crowne were inspiring and challenging on the subjects of community mission and an ageing population. Just what I need to be thinking about.
The chance to catch up with colleagues was much appreciated and I guess will be even more important next year after a year of working on my own. I know that I have Stephen as a colleague but it won't be as close a working relationship as that I had with Sam.
It was interesting to reflect on the difference in my feelings and confidence to those I had just days after my ordination at a similar Get Together in 2009. Then I felt lonely and all at sea. This time I felt I belonged and hope I in some small way helped Melanie to feel part of the group. She was ordained on Saturday.
It was good to hear of people's plans for the future, and how they were working.
A good time and hopefully I can bring much of what we heard about and talked about back to Needham
An annual event, the timing was actually perfect for me, as I had time to reflect on my change of role and church.
Speakers Ann Morisy and Roy Crowne were inspiring and challenging on the subjects of community mission and an ageing population. Just what I need to be thinking about.
The chance to catch up with colleagues was much appreciated and I guess will be even more important next year after a year of working on my own. I know that I have Stephen as a colleague but it won't be as close a working relationship as that I had with Sam.
It was interesting to reflect on the difference in my feelings and confidence to those I had just days after my ordination at a similar Get Together in 2009. Then I felt lonely and all at sea. This time I felt I belonged and hope I in some small way helped Melanie to feel part of the group. She was ordained on Saturday.
It was good to hear of people's plans for the future, and how they were working.
A good time and hopefully I can bring much of what we heard about and talked about back to Needham
Friday, 14 September 2012
Something Old - Something New
Well, what a fabulous send off from the West Suffolk Group. A sumptuous 'Bring and Share Tea', with so much food that I swear people returned home with more leftovers in their 'doggy bags' than they came with. It was a case of bringing 6 cheese scones and taking two Victoria sponges home!
Fortunately there wasn't an embarrassing photo display or party games, instead Sam gave an account of all that I had done in the three years - far more than I had realised, and I think, more than many there had realised too!
There were representatives from almost all the churches, and one of the folk whom I had visited regularly had been brought to the hall to share in the celebration tea. It was lovely to see little Helen - small in stature but a huge inspiration and blessing to me over the time in WSG.
And then there was the cheque - a most generous gift - far in excess of anything I could have considered. So fgenerous in fact, that it has enabled me to purchase the iPad I am writing this blog on.
And so, I left the WSG on the Saturday and led worship at Christchurch Needham Market on the Sunday. To be honest, I was rather nervous - but very soon be came of a spirit of welcome, of friendship, and of hope as the service was underway. Playing Gloria Gaynor's 'I am what I am' was risky but I think I got away with it!
And then a week later and it was the Induction service - the church was full the singing was fantastic, the sermon thoughtful and inspiring, and the messages of goodwill for the future were immense.
It was good to have Mum with me, and I really appreciated her gift of the Bible & Psalter Dad had given her when she was young. It would have been so good to have had him there as well.
The rest of the family - Helen, Conor, Monica & Alan were also there along with Hilary & Trevor who are family in all but name.
The presence of good friends like Kate & Sal, Mark and Andrew helped to make it an unforgettable evening. The Curry we shared after the service just Boeing a perfect ending to a busy day.
And now the work begins - starting with listening to people - not rushing in with answers and with solutions. I've been re- reading 'Hitting the ground kneeling' by Stephen Cotterill - a book I think I should return to again before too long.
There is a sense that I am now in the right place, and although the WSG was great, it was a step along a journey which has brought me back to Needham Market. Yes, I'm still nervous- but not anxious. I wonder what plans God has for us - let's pray that we are all alert, all ready to listen and all ready to go where he leads us.
Fortunately there wasn't an embarrassing photo display or party games, instead Sam gave an account of all that I had done in the three years - far more than I had realised, and I think, more than many there had realised too!
There were representatives from almost all the churches, and one of the folk whom I had visited regularly had been brought to the hall to share in the celebration tea. It was lovely to see little Helen - small in stature but a huge inspiration and blessing to me over the time in WSG.
And then there was the cheque - a most generous gift - far in excess of anything I could have considered. So fgenerous in fact, that it has enabled me to purchase the iPad I am writing this blog on.
And so, I left the WSG on the Saturday and led worship at Christchurch Needham Market on the Sunday. To be honest, I was rather nervous - but very soon be came of a spirit of welcome, of friendship, and of hope as the service was underway. Playing Gloria Gaynor's 'I am what I am' was risky but I think I got away with it!
And then a week later and it was the Induction service - the church was full the singing was fantastic, the sermon thoughtful and inspiring, and the messages of goodwill for the future were immense.
It was good to have Mum with me, and I really appreciated her gift of the Bible & Psalter Dad had given her when she was young. It would have been so good to have had him there as well.
The rest of the family - Helen, Conor, Monica & Alan were also there along with Hilary & Trevor who are family in all but name.
The presence of good friends like Kate & Sal, Mark and Andrew helped to make it an unforgettable evening. The Curry we shared after the service just Boeing a perfect ending to a busy day.
And now the work begins - starting with listening to people - not rushing in with answers and with solutions. I've been re- reading 'Hitting the ground kneeling' by Stephen Cotterill - a book I think I should return to again before too long.
There is a sense that I am now in the right place, and although the WSG was great, it was a step along a journey which has brought me back to Needham Market. Yes, I'm still nervous- but not anxious. I wonder what plans God has for us - let's pray that we are all alert, all ready to listen and all ready to go where he leads us.
Tuesday, 4 September 2012
Inbetween Times
As I write this I am in a state of transition.
I've officially left the West Suffolk Group of URCs having been given a great farewell tea and very generous gift - which has funded the purchase of the shiny new iPad on which I am currently writing this!
It's been a generally enjoyable three years. The people are without exception really lovely - well perhaps there are one or two exceptions, but let's not go into that - but the travelling and distance from the communities has been a real problem.
So now I prepare for my induction into Christchurch Needham Market on Sunday. It's what I could call my home church so I have to confess I'm wondering how the challenge of embracing the role change is going to work out. I led worship there on Sunday this week and have to confess I was extremely nervous. You only get one chance to make a first impression - but I think the service was well received and there were positive comments afterwards. I was slightly concerned about one particular lady - could she see me as 'minister' after just being Mary?
But yesterday - Monday- I received a fabulous email from her - saying how my appointment seemed to be an answer to prayer and the service on Sunday had reinforced some thoughts she had already had.
So two things to learn.
1: Trust God to know what he's doing. This appointment has never been my wish but is in response to discernment to God's calling
2: Slow down don't rush and presume
So in response to that last comment I am going to take time to read a little book I have call 'Hitting the ground kneeling' and take time to listen and observe instead of thinking I can make an impact from day one.
And maybe with the iPad to hand, I'll make more regular entries to this blog.
Who knows eh!!??!!
I've officially left the West Suffolk Group of URCs having been given a great farewell tea and very generous gift - which has funded the purchase of the shiny new iPad on which I am currently writing this!
It's been a generally enjoyable three years. The people are without exception really lovely - well perhaps there are one or two exceptions, but let's not go into that - but the travelling and distance from the communities has been a real problem.
So now I prepare for my induction into Christchurch Needham Market on Sunday. It's what I could call my home church so I have to confess I'm wondering how the challenge of embracing the role change is going to work out. I led worship there on Sunday this week and have to confess I was extremely nervous. You only get one chance to make a first impression - but I think the service was well received and there were positive comments afterwards. I was slightly concerned about one particular lady - could she see me as 'minister' after just being Mary?
But yesterday - Monday- I received a fabulous email from her - saying how my appointment seemed to be an answer to prayer and the service on Sunday had reinforced some thoughts she had already had.
So two things to learn.
1: Trust God to know what he's doing. This appointment has never been my wish but is in response to discernment to God's calling
2: Slow down don't rush and presume
So in response to that last comment I am going to take time to read a little book I have call 'Hitting the ground kneeling' and take time to listen and observe instead of thinking I can make an impact from day one.
And maybe with the iPad to hand, I'll make more regular entries to this blog.
Who knows eh!!??!!
Friday, 18 May 2012
Forever Autumn
Today I visited one of our more eccentric church members - a German lady, 86 year old Gretchen - and her cat Autumn.
I blocked out the whole afternoon in my diary as you can never make a 'quick visit' to Gretchen!
The front door to Gretchen's flat was wide open and although I assumed this was because she was expecting me, I was cautious as I knocked on the door and entered. Gretchen has had some rather unsavoury neighbours in the past and part of me wondered what I would find when I went into the lounge.
But all was well and Gretchen was in the little kitchen which leads straight off the lounge.
It was obvious from the smell - rancid pet food and a cat smell - that Gretchen's cat Autumn was still part of the little family.
The smell together with the fact that Gretchen likes to keep warm and isn't in the least way houseproud - meant that as I was invited to sit down I was having trouble breathing!
'Can you take chives? I have homemade soup', called Gretchen from the kitchen.
My stomach heaved at the thought of eating and I hurriedly said- quite truthfully - that had eaten, and that no I didn't want a drink either!
The flat is to put it politely, cluttered and not particularly clean -there are stacks of papers, magazines and envelopes on every available surface. Chairs are covered with towels - which look as if Autumn has been sleeping on them - but Gretchen appears oblivious to this as is cheerful - although she suffers with many ailments - including her 'water works'
Conversation covered a number of topics connected with Gretchen's 'water works', and I was shown punnets of blueberries and cartons of Blueberry juice which would help with the problem, along with a multi-pack of toilet tissue purchased from Iceland in town as it was cheapest there and would be needed for the 'water works'!
Gretchen doesn't drink much tea but the Ringtons man delivers regularly to her - so I was given 320 tea bags to take to the church along with a large bag of sugar also deemed surplus to requirements!
As Gretchen has been to church on a Sunday for a while she decided that I was a safe person to take her weekly collection envelope with me to put in the offering this coming week - her loyalty and responsibility to the fellowship are quite commendable.
Conversation continued and I heard about Gretchen's nephew who lives in Australia but who is hoping to visit her when comes to Holland on business later this year. He and his friend took Gretchen to Berlin last year - they had a good time even though Gretchen had to be careful not to drink coffee or tea because of her water works! She also told me about ordering what she expected to be mango juice for breakfast in the hotel and being surprised by being served a piece of fruit!
I'd been there well over an hour and was beginning to try to take my leave when a face appeared at the window - it was Autumn wanting to be let in. The window was duly opened and Autumn clambered in to the encouragement of the promise of 'munchies'!
Autumn is a beautiful cat - the colour of autumn - shades of brown, and cream and is obliviously 'co-owner' of the flat.
As I left, Autumn followed me out with Gretchen who walked me to my car - along with the tea bags and sugar and offering money- Gretchen was going to visit an elderly lady in the next block of flats.
As I pulled away and drove home I reflected on this fiercely independent lady and her equally independent cat - they are both content - and OK, the flat is not pristine, but they are both thriving!
I blocked out the whole afternoon in my diary as you can never make a 'quick visit' to Gretchen!
The front door to Gretchen's flat was wide open and although I assumed this was because she was expecting me, I was cautious as I knocked on the door and entered. Gretchen has had some rather unsavoury neighbours in the past and part of me wondered what I would find when I went into the lounge.
But all was well and Gretchen was in the little kitchen which leads straight off the lounge.
It was obvious from the smell - rancid pet food and a cat smell - that Gretchen's cat Autumn was still part of the little family.
The smell together with the fact that Gretchen likes to keep warm and isn't in the least way houseproud - meant that as I was invited to sit down I was having trouble breathing!
'Can you take chives? I have homemade soup', called Gretchen from the kitchen.
My stomach heaved at the thought of eating and I hurriedly said- quite truthfully - that had eaten, and that no I didn't want a drink either!
The flat is to put it politely, cluttered and not particularly clean -there are stacks of papers, magazines and envelopes on every available surface. Chairs are covered with towels - which look as if Autumn has been sleeping on them - but Gretchen appears oblivious to this as is cheerful - although she suffers with many ailments - including her 'water works'
Conversation covered a number of topics connected with Gretchen's 'water works', and I was shown punnets of blueberries and cartons of Blueberry juice which would help with the problem, along with a multi-pack of toilet tissue purchased from Iceland in town as it was cheapest there and would be needed for the 'water works'!
Gretchen doesn't drink much tea but the Ringtons man delivers regularly to her - so I was given 320 tea bags to take to the church along with a large bag of sugar also deemed surplus to requirements!
As Gretchen has been to church on a Sunday for a while she decided that I was a safe person to take her weekly collection envelope with me to put in the offering this coming week - her loyalty and responsibility to the fellowship are quite commendable.
Conversation continued and I heard about Gretchen's nephew who lives in Australia but who is hoping to visit her when comes to Holland on business later this year. He and his friend took Gretchen to Berlin last year - they had a good time even though Gretchen had to be careful not to drink coffee or tea because of her water works! She also told me about ordering what she expected to be mango juice for breakfast in the hotel and being surprised by being served a piece of fruit!
I'd been there well over an hour and was beginning to try to take my leave when a face appeared at the window - it was Autumn wanting to be let in. The window was duly opened and Autumn clambered in to the encouragement of the promise of 'munchies'!
Autumn is a beautiful cat - the colour of autumn - shades of brown, and cream and is obliviously 'co-owner' of the flat.
As I left, Autumn followed me out with Gretchen who walked me to my car - along with the tea bags and sugar and offering money- Gretchen was going to visit an elderly lady in the next block of flats.
As I pulled away and drove home I reflected on this fiercely independent lady and her equally independent cat - they are both content - and OK, the flat is not pristine, but they are both thriving!
Tuesday, 1 May 2012
'Digging a hole....'
What an interesting week last week was! At time I felt as if I was living in an episode of 'The Vicar of Dibley'!
To start with, there was the 'Saga of the Hole'.
My neighbour is having some work done on her house and needed to know where her mains water pipe and stopcock were. When I heard this I thought - 'I'd like to know where mine is too' - as around 5 years ago I'd tried to have a Water Meter fitted and Anglian Water couldn't find the Mains Water Pipe.
So a hole was dug - a large hole - but no pipes were found - although a broken telephone wire was discovered!
The hole remained for around 10 days - until two men and another digger arrived and eventually found the pipe. Bear in mind that we are in a drought at present - and the rain has been raining for a month - the hole was then full of water!
The contractors very kindly found my water main and fitted a stopcock for me too - so good to to discover people using common sense and doing something extra without having to go through a load of extra protocol!
The hole then had to be filled, so in the pouting rain on Thursday, there were two men - a big lorry and a bucket on a pole, emptying the hole of water and refilling it with soggy clay soil! Most amusing - but probably funnier at the time!
Ministry also had it's amusing moments - that sort of 'dark' humour shared by nurses, doctors, ministers ans undertakers!
I was to take a Sunday morning service at one of the village chapels (not originally on my timetable but my colleague had rather spectacularly double booked herself and was going to be in Ireland on Ministers' Spring School that morning).
It wasn't just a 'normal' morning service as immediately after the service we were to bury the ashes of the husband of a church member.
The day dawned and the forecast was for rain - what a surprise! But the sun was making a brave effort as I drove the 30+ miles through Suffolk. When I arrived at the chapel, the hole was dug in the church garden and all was well.
The Funeral Director - a man who wouldn't look out of place in a Dickensian Novel - arrived.
Carrying the Casket - a rather splendid light oak box complete with brass plaque on the lid - and sitting on a red velvet 'cushion.
The widow and daughter hadn't arrived yet and Mr Diggett (sic) was concerned that he hadn't informed them that he would have the casket with him - plus he didn't want to leave it outside.
The question was - where could he put it during the service - and would it matter is Betty saw it?
A good 5 minutes were then spent taking the oak casket around the small chapel trying to find a place where It would be out of sight. Lots of sitting in various pews and working out sight lines ensued!! And then Betty & her daughter arrived - Mr Diggett decided that honesty was the best policy and told them that he couldn't leave Arthur outside, so had brought him into church. 'That's lovely!', said Betty, he can share a service with us for the last time.
'Just as long as he doesn't get up and sing the final hymn - Arthur's hymn - 'Will your anchor hold' ' I thought to myself!
Apart from the organ not working - a suitable piano was employed instead - the service passed without incident - although Mr Diggett fell asleep during the sermon - at least his eyes were closed!!!
So we all went outside, and stood around the hole in the church garden - now surrounded by green astro turf. The sun had been overtaken by clouds and rain wasn't far off. I said the words, the casket was placed in the hole and I read a blessing - or at least I started to read a blessing - for just as I started the sun broke through the clouds and the birds started singing. I've no real idea what I actually said, but it was one of those moments in ministry where God's voice was heard and we all had a real sense of his presence as we said our farewell to Arthur.
There were other moments that week - namely the two old ladies in a home who discovered they'd gained an extra day - but I shall leave this post now - reflecting on two holes in the ground!
To start with, there was the 'Saga of the Hole'.
My neighbour is having some work done on her house and needed to know where her mains water pipe and stopcock were. When I heard this I thought - 'I'd like to know where mine is too' - as around 5 years ago I'd tried to have a Water Meter fitted and Anglian Water couldn't find the Mains Water Pipe.
So a hole was dug - a large hole - but no pipes were found - although a broken telephone wire was discovered!
The hole remained for around 10 days - until two men and another digger arrived and eventually found the pipe. Bear in mind that we are in a drought at present - and the rain has been raining for a month - the hole was then full of water!
The contractors very kindly found my water main and fitted a stopcock for me too - so good to to discover people using common sense and doing something extra without having to go through a load of extra protocol!
The hole then had to be filled, so in the pouting rain on Thursday, there were two men - a big lorry and a bucket on a pole, emptying the hole of water and refilling it with soggy clay soil! Most amusing - but probably funnier at the time!
Ministry also had it's amusing moments - that sort of 'dark' humour shared by nurses, doctors, ministers ans undertakers!
I was to take a Sunday morning service at one of the village chapels (not originally on my timetable but my colleague had rather spectacularly double booked herself and was going to be in Ireland on Ministers' Spring School that morning).
It wasn't just a 'normal' morning service as immediately after the service we were to bury the ashes of the husband of a church member.
The day dawned and the forecast was for rain - what a surprise! But the sun was making a brave effort as I drove the 30+ miles through Suffolk. When I arrived at the chapel, the hole was dug in the church garden and all was well.
The Funeral Director - a man who wouldn't look out of place in a Dickensian Novel - arrived.
Carrying the Casket - a rather splendid light oak box complete with brass plaque on the lid - and sitting on a red velvet 'cushion.
The widow and daughter hadn't arrived yet and Mr Diggett (sic) was concerned that he hadn't informed them that he would have the casket with him - plus he didn't want to leave it outside.
The question was - where could he put it during the service - and would it matter is Betty saw it?
A good 5 minutes were then spent taking the oak casket around the small chapel trying to find a place where It would be out of sight. Lots of sitting in various pews and working out sight lines ensued!! And then Betty & her daughter arrived - Mr Diggett decided that honesty was the best policy and told them that he couldn't leave Arthur outside, so had brought him into church. 'That's lovely!', said Betty, he can share a service with us for the last time.
'Just as long as he doesn't get up and sing the final hymn - Arthur's hymn - 'Will your anchor hold' ' I thought to myself!
Apart from the organ not working - a suitable piano was employed instead - the service passed without incident - although Mr Diggett fell asleep during the sermon - at least his eyes were closed!!!
So we all went outside, and stood around the hole in the church garden - now surrounded by green astro turf. The sun had been overtaken by clouds and rain wasn't far off. I said the words, the casket was placed in the hole and I read a blessing - or at least I started to read a blessing - for just as I started the sun broke through the clouds and the birds started singing. I've no real idea what I actually said, but it was one of those moments in ministry where God's voice was heard and we all had a real sense of his presence as we said our farewell to Arthur.
There were other moments that week - namely the two old ladies in a home who discovered they'd gained an extra day - but I shall leave this post now - reflecting on two holes in the ground!
Back Agin!
I can't believe that it's been so long since I posted on this Blog! Over a year - how awful!
But not really - it's been a good year - plenty of learning - plenty of hard work and loads of fun.
It's been a year in which I have really begun to grips with what it means to be a Minister - have grown in confidence and I hope, humility.
Being a Minister isn't about 'Me' but is about serving God. Now, at present that means in the West Suffolk Group of URCs - a great bunch of people (oh, they all say that about their church members don't they!) - and with a great colleague.
During the year, one of my colleagues retired and so there are two of us now - me at 50% and Sam 100%. With hindsight, we rather foolishly decided that we'd try to cover as much of David's 'work' as possible, and that together with some redistribution of the churches within the group has meant that 2012 is proving to be a testing year.
For me it means that instead of one service a month in Bury St Edmunds and one else where, I can be anywhere in the group I can be anywhere - and am! This means that my Sunday 'commute' is averaging 65miles and I'm afraid to say it's getting me down.
The distances, early starts and feeling that I'm 'just a visiting preacher' mean that this year is tough and not fulfilling - certainly from the worship leading point of view.
Last year - 2011 - I focused on two churches and really got to know the congregations - so much better for me - and for the congregations.
This frustration together with an appalling case of bullying in one of the churches (two Elders involved - resulting in three resignations and the 'bullied' Elder being fearful of the 'Bully')- means that this final year of my time in the WSG isn't particularly enjoyable.
I'm really not enjoying all the travelling and if I never had to travel on the A14 again that would be fine by me!!
If I was able to, I'd leave today - that sounds strong - but it's how I feel right now.
However, I have a commitment - particularly to my colleague - and I will stay until my time is up at the end of August - albeit with a heavy heart.
The only thing keeping me going is the prospect of a new appointment and a new start in September - at Christchurch (URC/Methodist) - which will have its challenges - but is only 5-6 miles down the road!
Well, that's enough of my moans - the next Blog will be a little more upbeat!
But not really - it's been a good year - plenty of learning - plenty of hard work and loads of fun.
It's been a year in which I have really begun to grips with what it means to be a Minister - have grown in confidence and I hope, humility.
Being a Minister isn't about 'Me' but is about serving God. Now, at present that means in the West Suffolk Group of URCs - a great bunch of people (oh, they all say that about their church members don't they!) - and with a great colleague.
During the year, one of my colleagues retired and so there are two of us now - me at 50% and Sam 100%. With hindsight, we rather foolishly decided that we'd try to cover as much of David's 'work' as possible, and that together with some redistribution of the churches within the group has meant that 2012 is proving to be a testing year.
For me it means that instead of one service a month in Bury St Edmunds and one else where, I can be anywhere in the group I can be anywhere - and am! This means that my Sunday 'commute' is averaging 65miles and I'm afraid to say it's getting me down.
The distances, early starts and feeling that I'm 'just a visiting preacher' mean that this year is tough and not fulfilling - certainly from the worship leading point of view.
Last year - 2011 - I focused on two churches and really got to know the congregations - so much better for me - and for the congregations.
This frustration together with an appalling case of bullying in one of the churches (two Elders involved - resulting in three resignations and the 'bullied' Elder being fearful of the 'Bully')- means that this final year of my time in the WSG isn't particularly enjoyable.
I'm really not enjoying all the travelling and if I never had to travel on the A14 again that would be fine by me!!
If I was able to, I'd leave today - that sounds strong - but it's how I feel right now.
However, I have a commitment - particularly to my colleague - and I will stay until my time is up at the end of August - albeit with a heavy heart.
The only thing keeping me going is the prospect of a new appointment and a new start in September - at Christchurch (URC/Methodist) - which will have its challenges - but is only 5-6 miles down the road!
Well, that's enough of my moans - the next Blog will be a little more upbeat!
Friday, 24 September 2010
Older than......
I've been to two of the Ministry to Older People sessions.
The first was OK but- a dreadful presentation by a 'typical' County Councillor - I know there must be good, humble and caring councillors, but this one wasn't!
Somewhat depressing to realise that the people we elect really are only interested in making the books balance - even more depressing to realise that they have no option.
The second session was altogether different and apart from a major hiccough in the timing of the afternoon, was fantastic.
We heard from five people who are really making a difference in their communities through various ways of 'doing' ministry for Older People.
A nurse who is involved with medications, a community scheme in Felixstowe, a community event for a rural village, Parish Nursing in a group of remote rural parishes, and finally, Holiday at Home - a kind of 'Holiday Club' for older people - which sounds amazing, particularly for those of us with aging congregations.
Which brings me to my query about what 'Older' means - I was the youngest one at the session - except for the Nurse - and was somewhat dismayed to discover that the Holiday at Home scheme targets the over 55yr old! And there was me thinking I was still only Middle Aged!
The first was OK but- a dreadful presentation by a 'typical' County Councillor - I know there must be good, humble and caring councillors, but this one wasn't!
Somewhat depressing to realise that the people we elect really are only interested in making the books balance - even more depressing to realise that they have no option.
The second session was altogether different and apart from a major hiccough in the timing of the afternoon, was fantastic.
We heard from five people who are really making a difference in their communities through various ways of 'doing' ministry for Older People.
A nurse who is involved with medications, a community scheme in Felixstowe, a community event for a rural village, Parish Nursing in a group of remote rural parishes, and finally, Holiday at Home - a kind of 'Holiday Club' for older people - which sounds amazing, particularly for those of us with aging congregations.
Which brings me to my query about what 'Older' means - I was the youngest one at the session - except for the Nurse - and was somewhat dismayed to discover that the Holiday at Home scheme targets the over 55yr old! And there was me thinking I was still only Middle Aged!
Thursday, 16 September 2010
And so it continues
Yes, really - I'm about to write a rather belated 'next' post!
I've just been on a two night Synod Ministers' 'Get Together'. It was held in a conference centre outside the village where I was brought up - at the venue used to be a girls' boarding school which was run by the nuns from the adjacent convent.
My mum was school nurse/matron there for a few years and when we were yuong my brother and I used to spend half term holiday days at the school.
So not only was this a 'working' conference but it was also a return to childhood haunts - particularly during free time one afternoon when I was part of an expedition to the village and around the local 'heath'.
It was interesting to note how some things seemed to have changed - one lane in particular seemed very much narrower and the houses less grand than I recalled, but the fishing lakes and village post office had hardly changed
As for the conference, I have to confess I was less than whole hearted about attending as a similar one last September had not been a very positive experience. However, what a difference a year makes - to say nothing of different venue and chemistry being produced by those attending. The time was both informative and relaxing and a most positive experience.
Now it's back to the routine (?!) and preparation for Church meeting followed by the first session of a six seek course on 'Ministry for Older People. - should be an interesting course.
Perhaps i'll even get around to musing about it on here!
Who knows.......
I've just been on a two night Synod Ministers' 'Get Together'. It was held in a conference centre outside the village where I was brought up - at the venue used to be a girls' boarding school which was run by the nuns from the adjacent convent.
My mum was school nurse/matron there for a few years and when we were yuong my brother and I used to spend half term holiday days at the school.
So not only was this a 'working' conference but it was also a return to childhood haunts - particularly during free time one afternoon when I was part of an expedition to the village and around the local 'heath'.
It was interesting to note how some things seemed to have changed - one lane in particular seemed very much narrower and the houses less grand than I recalled, but the fishing lakes and village post office had hardly changed
As for the conference, I have to confess I was less than whole hearted about attending as a similar one last September had not been a very positive experience. However, what a difference a year makes - to say nothing of different venue and chemistry being produced by those attending. The time was both informative and relaxing and a most positive experience.
Now it's back to the routine (?!) and preparation for Church meeting followed by the first session of a six seek course on 'Ministry for Older People. - should be an interesting course.
Perhaps i'll even get around to musing about it on here!
Who knows.......
Monday, 12 July 2010
Endings and beginings?
Going to the funeral of Mr Mowles this lunchtime - picking Helen up from her school as she wants to go too.
Cyril Mowles was along with his late wife Agnes, one of the stalwarts of needham Market Methodoist church and was one of the elders of Christchurch when the URC & Methodist cme together. AMethodist lay Preacher of over 50years he was a loyal committed church goer and a gear influence on many he met. He taught Helen in Scripture Exams and she and Lynsey used to enjoy their afternoons with Cyril & Agnes after school.
Latterly Cyril became very set in his ways and found giving up worship leading extremely difficult. After Agnes died he became increasingly frail and tired - and a bit awkward if the truth be told. However - it's an end of an era now - hopefully the service will be a celebration of his life.
Elders meeting this evening is a 'Training' evening - some challenges and hopefully an opportunity to be able to share and reflect on the current state of the church - openly honestly and with respect for each other.
Watch this space!
Cyril Mowles was along with his late wife Agnes, one of the stalwarts of needham Market Methodoist church and was one of the elders of Christchurch when the URC & Methodist cme together. AMethodist lay Preacher of over 50years he was a loyal committed church goer and a gear influence on many he met. He taught Helen in Scripture Exams and she and Lynsey used to enjoy their afternoons with Cyril & Agnes after school.
Latterly Cyril became very set in his ways and found giving up worship leading extremely difficult. After Agnes died he became increasingly frail and tired - and a bit awkward if the truth be told. However - it's an end of an era now - hopefully the service will be a celebration of his life.
Elders meeting this evening is a 'Training' evening - some challenges and hopefully an opportunity to be able to share and reflect on the current state of the church - openly honestly and with respect for each other.
Watch this space!
Sunday, 11 July 2010
Tearful Farewells
Have just taken Mary Jane to Cambridge to pick up her coach to Oxford.
Mary Jane has just spent a month with the West Suffolk Group of URCs as part of her field placement.
She's been like a breath of fresh air as her infectuous enthusiasm and unique way of seeing things has inspired, challenged and affirmed every church group she's been in contact with.
As an American ordinand and an educationalist Mary Jane has seen things from the outside and very quickly recognised some of our strengths and, dare I say, weaknesses.
At worship this morning she has challenged the Whiting Street congregation to be bold in their working out of their Christian faith. After the service there were many fond farewells and a number of folk with tears in their eyes.
I just give thanks that Neil had the vision to ask Sam & me to think about hosting Mary Jane for this placement - we have all been truly blessed.
May the peace of the Lord Christ go with you
wherever he may send you.
May he guide you through the wilderness
protect you through the storm
May he bring you home rejoicing at the wonders he has shown you
May he bring you home rejoicing once again into our doors
(Northumbria Community)
Mary Jane has just spent a month with the West Suffolk Group of URCs as part of her field placement.
She's been like a breath of fresh air as her infectuous enthusiasm and unique way of seeing things has inspired, challenged and affirmed every church group she's been in contact with.
As an American ordinand and an educationalist Mary Jane has seen things from the outside and very quickly recognised some of our strengths and, dare I say, weaknesses.
At worship this morning she has challenged the Whiting Street congregation to be bold in their working out of their Christian faith. After the service there were many fond farewells and a number of folk with tears in their eyes.
I just give thanks that Neil had the vision to ask Sam & me to think about hosting Mary Jane for this placement - we have all been truly blessed.
May the peace of the Lord Christ go with you
wherever he may send you.
May he guide you through the wilderness
protect you through the storm
May he bring you home rejoicing at the wonders he has shown you
May he bring you home rejoicing once again into our doors
(Northumbria Community)
Sunday, 20 June 2010
Summer sun where have you gone?
Back in Suffolk after a really good week in Yorkshire - the weather last Sunday was the worst of the week and apart from some morning rain on the Monday where we sheltered in the ruins of Jerveux Abbey until the shower passed, the weather was fabulous.
Hot and sunny until Friday morning when it was cooler and cloudier, but got out nice in the afternoon - as they say!
A brief run down of the week then:
Sunday - a lazy day, reading newspapers in morning and then a trip to Bedale in the afternoon - a pleasant riverside walk and we missed the rain when we walked!
Monday - a walk around Jerveux Park and then into the abbey where it rained! Not the most pleasant visit there - but much was put right by cheese scone & coffee and a read of the paper in the cafe.
Then on to Leyburn and the customery walk along the Shawl - the sun was now breaking through and the temperature was rising - most pleasant and the views were glorious.
Tuesday was warm and sunny and just right for a trip to Studley Water Gardens & Fountains Abbey. The Seven Bridges walk with its return to via fantastic views Ripon was a good way to work up an appetite. Picnic lunch close to St Mary's church - and then an afternoon spent in the Water Gardens & Abbey. Bright blues skies, vibrant green grass, sparkling water and solid soaring walls - a most enjoyable afternoon.
Wednesday was spent in Masham - browsing the market - purchased some small binoculars - looking in the shops - bought lovely book of paintings of Fountains Abbey; and drinking coffee with the Methodists! A good riverside walk with Norma and then a lazy afternoon reading book in courtyard
Thursday was a very hot day and not good for Norma walking too far - so lots of short walks! Ilton Druids temple http://www.heritage.co.uk/follies/ffny18.html
Middleham Castle, Aysgarth Falls (where Norma had a good paddle!) and a return to Jerveux Abbey - this time in the sunshine!
Friday - Ripon in the morning, and a riverside & canal walkand then Brimham Rocks in the afternoon - where we had a good walk around the stones - plenty of rabbit smells for Norma!
Evening football match - an abysmal performance from England!
Saturday - home via Mum's where John called in for a coffee - and then home. A good journey - but cold in Suffolk and rather breezy!
And so to today - Sunday - catching up with washing, emails etc. Back to 'work' tomorrow. Can't quite believe that my summer holiday is already over!
Hot and sunny until Friday morning when it was cooler and cloudier, but got out nice in the afternoon - as they say!
A brief run down of the week then:
Sunday - a lazy day, reading newspapers in morning and then a trip to Bedale in the afternoon - a pleasant riverside walk and we missed the rain when we walked!
Monday - a walk around Jerveux Park and then into the abbey where it rained! Not the most pleasant visit there - but much was put right by cheese scone & coffee and a read of the paper in the cafe.
Then on to Leyburn and the customery walk along the Shawl - the sun was now breaking through and the temperature was rising - most pleasant and the views were glorious.
Tuesday was warm and sunny and just right for a trip to Studley Water Gardens & Fountains Abbey. The Seven Bridges walk with its return to via fantastic views Ripon was a good way to work up an appetite. Picnic lunch close to St Mary's church - and then an afternoon spent in the Water Gardens & Abbey. Bright blues skies, vibrant green grass, sparkling water and solid soaring walls - a most enjoyable afternoon.
Wednesday was spent in Masham - browsing the market - purchased some small binoculars - looking in the shops - bought lovely book of paintings of Fountains Abbey; and drinking coffee with the Methodists! A good riverside walk with Norma and then a lazy afternoon reading book in courtyard
Thursday was a very hot day and not good for Norma walking too far - so lots of short walks! Ilton Druids temple http://www.heritage.co.uk/follies/ffny18.html
Middleham Castle, Aysgarth Falls (where Norma had a good paddle!) and a return to Jerveux Abbey - this time in the sunshine!
Friday - Ripon in the morning, and a riverside & canal walkand then Brimham Rocks in the afternoon - where we had a good walk around the stones - plenty of rabbit smells for Norma!
Evening football match - an abysmal performance from England!
Saturday - home via Mum's where John called in for a coffee - and then home. A good journey - but cold in Suffolk and rather breezy!
And so to today - Sunday - catching up with washing, emails etc. Back to 'work' tomorrow. Can't quite believe that my summer holiday is already over!
Sunday, 13 June 2010
Here we are again
Back in Yorkshire - back in Masham and back in Dairy Cottage!
Almost a year has past since Norma and I waere last here,and only slightly less time since I last posted on this Blog. I have tried to keep a reflective journal but confess I've been lax in keeping that up to date.
I won't attempt to fill in the gaps on here - suffice to say this is a welcome holiday after almost a year in ministry in West Suffolk.
This is Sunday - Norma is snoring gently on a chair next to me - rain is softly falling and the radio is playing in the background. I've had a leisurely morning and am contemplating lunch - a filled roll from the Deli - and then heading out for an afternoon's drive. However, if the rain increases that drive may not happen and the Sunday paper will be read! I'm on holiday after all - a time to relax and not feel I 'ought' to be 'doing' things!
Hopefully this will be the worst of the week's weather - but time will tell!
Almost a year has past since Norma and I waere last here,and only slightly less time since I last posted on this Blog. I have tried to keep a reflective journal but confess I've been lax in keeping that up to date.
I won't attempt to fill in the gaps on here - suffice to say this is a welcome holiday after almost a year in ministry in West Suffolk.
This is Sunday - Norma is snoring gently on a chair next to me - rain is softly falling and the radio is playing in the background. I've had a leisurely morning and am contemplating lunch - a filled roll from the Deli - and then heading out for an afternoon's drive. However, if the rain increases that drive may not happen and the Sunday paper will be read! I'm on holiday after all - a time to relax and not feel I 'ought' to be 'doing' things!
Hopefully this will be the worst of the week's weather - but time will tell!
Sunday, 26 July 2009
Sshh sshh wooo woo!!
Four sessions of Kingdom Train Holiday Club last week - some thoughts and reflections - in no particular order.
Preparation or the week had been done by the time I 'got on board' - after talking with various folk, it seems it was a well used format although the material was new. Organisers had a lot of teaching background - retired teachers - this showed in that whilst it was well organised perhaps some of it was a little formal in structure.
The children were mainly grandchildren of the helpers/organisers, had been to previous holiday clubs, or went to Pilots. It appears that there is an issue regarding publicity and inviting 'new' children - something to look into before next year.
The craft work was a 'big make' which I wasn't used to from previous experiences with Holiday Clubs - it worked well with the older group but in my humble opinion, the younger group would have benefited from more guidance. I wasn't terribly impressed with the quality of 'craft materials' available, some of which seemed to be 'past their sell by date' in a manner of speaking (e.g. flat boxes which smelled musty)
On a positive note, the children were all keen to join in and listened well when adults were talking so they must have been engaged even if I thought it was formal!
On a personal note it was a good time to build up relationships with both the children and adults which I hope will stand me in good stead in the coming months and years.
It was particularly good to be working with my colleague and discover we had very similar views on a number of issues.
Preparation or the week had been done by the time I 'got on board' - after talking with various folk, it seems it was a well used format although the material was new. Organisers had a lot of teaching background - retired teachers - this showed in that whilst it was well organised perhaps some of it was a little formal in structure.
The children were mainly grandchildren of the helpers/organisers, had been to previous holiday clubs, or went to Pilots. It appears that there is an issue regarding publicity and inviting 'new' children - something to look into before next year.
The craft work was a 'big make' which I wasn't used to from previous experiences with Holiday Clubs - it worked well with the older group but in my humble opinion, the younger group would have benefited from more guidance. I wasn't terribly impressed with the quality of 'craft materials' available, some of which seemed to be 'past their sell by date' in a manner of speaking (e.g. flat boxes which smelled musty)
On a positive note, the children were all keen to join in and listened well when adults were talking so they must have been engaged even if I thought it was formal!
On a personal note it was a good time to build up relationships with both the children and adults which I hope will stand me in good stead in the coming months and years.
It was particularly good to be working with my colleague and discover we had very similar views on a number of issues.
Monday, 13 July 2009
Who are we?
Went to morning worship at W/S yesterday morning - got introduced to more people - Mary, Myra & Walter; Hazel, Edna and Gwen, Doreen and possible Julia! So many new names - and I have such a poor memory for names! I'm sure that next week they will all expect me to remember them and I'll fail!! Hopefully they'll be understanding.
A good service led by a retired minister - extolling us to dance and praise God and David did - both in church and in 'the world' (how I hate that term!)
The setting up of church 'walls' - either actual or metaphorical means that we restrict ourselves from working with God in his world, in his creation and with his all his people. The 'us' and 'them' mentality is responsible for creating a perceived 'elite' which has degenerated into a ghetto mentality for the established church, which is seen as irrelevant to those who have no contact with it.
The big question is - are we prepared to tear down the walls and if we do, are we sure enough of the gospel to not get engulfed by the secular society in which we live?
A good service led by a retired minister - extolling us to dance and praise God and David did - both in church and in 'the world' (how I hate that term!)
The setting up of church 'walls' - either actual or metaphorical means that we restrict ourselves from working with God in his world, in his creation and with his all his people. The 'us' and 'them' mentality is responsible for creating a perceived 'elite' which has degenerated into a ghetto mentality for the established church, which is seen as irrelevant to those who have no contact with it.
The big question is - are we prepared to tear down the walls and if we do, are we sure enough of the gospel to not get engulfed by the secular society in which we live?
Friday, 10 July 2009
Books to read
Just got John Bell's new book - 10 things they never told me about Jesus.
http://www.ionabooks.com/Front-Page/9781905010608-Ten-Things-They-Never-Told-Me-About-Jesus.html
Have read two chapters so far - brilliant - John Bell just sees things from such an 'honest' perspective - the Jesus he describes is one that people would want to follow.
Also bought 'Hit the ground kneeling' - recommended to me by another minister. Need to put JB down and pick this up I'm thinking!!
http://www.chpublishing.co.uk/feature.asp?id=2394577
http://www.ionabooks.com/Front-Page/9781905010608-Ten-Things-They-Never-Told-Me-About-Jesus.html
Have read two chapters so far - brilliant - John Bell just sees things from such an 'honest' perspective - the Jesus he describes is one that people would want to follow.
Also bought 'Hit the ground kneeling' - recommended to me by another minister. Need to put JB down and pick this up I'm thinking!!
http://www.chpublishing.co.uk/feature.asp?id=2394577
'Go West'!
It's Friday of my first week in West Suffolk - to be fair I only started 'work' on Monday, and had a day off on Tuesday, but this is it - not ordained so don't 'feel' like a minister (however that feels) - but have met with my colleague and attended my first Elders meeting, first Wednesday prayers, first coffee morning and done first pastoral visit! So many people, so many names, and so many unknown roads to drive along!
There's also been a lot of 'Admin' stuff to sort out - including setting up a new mobile phone solely for church use - my private number shall remain that! Also finding out best deals for land line and broadband; trying to arrange things for ordination service and have actually been and ordered a cassock.
I have mixed feelings about that - had thought I wouldn't wear one, but after chatting with others have decided it may be a good thing to have for those occasions when it is the best option - e.g. funerals and weddings.
Now have the dilemma about a preaching scarf - what to get and where from!
More importantly is the sense that 'this is it' - I'm very nearly a minister, and as one of the ladies I met on Wednesday said, 'In my opinion, you either are or are not - there's no in between.' It's both scary and exciting though and once I've got to know more people and have led worship (not till 2nd August) I'm sure I'll begin to feel that I'm a minister.
On the subject of leading worship - I'm still waiting to hear from the other churches in the group to get dates in my diary for Sept, Oct, Nov & Dec. But there's time still - it's only the first week!
Better stop this and get on with the study sort out!
There's also been a lot of 'Admin' stuff to sort out - including setting up a new mobile phone solely for church use - my private number shall remain that! Also finding out best deals for land line and broadband; trying to arrange things for ordination service and have actually been and ordered a cassock.
I have mixed feelings about that - had thought I wouldn't wear one, but after chatting with others have decided it may be a good thing to have for those occasions when it is the best option - e.g. funerals and weddings.
Now have the dilemma about a preaching scarf - what to get and where from!
More importantly is the sense that 'this is it' - I'm very nearly a minister, and as one of the ladies I met on Wednesday said, 'In my opinion, you either are or are not - there's no in between.' It's both scary and exciting though and once I've got to know more people and have led worship (not till 2nd August) I'm sure I'll begin to feel that I'm a minister.
On the subject of leading worship - I'm still waiting to hear from the other churches in the group to get dates in my diary for Sept, Oct, Nov & Dec. But there's time still - it's only the first week!
Better stop this and get on with the study sort out!
Monday, 29 June 2009
The wanderer returns
So I've made it back home! The week in the Dales finished with a cloudy day in Leyburn and some shopping there and in Masham.
It's been a good week - time to reflect - time to relax - time to walk and enjoy the freedom of no schedules, deadlines or timetables, no meetings and no 'have to do' reading.
I did read a whole book though - Karen Armstrong's 'Through the narrow Gate' http://www.amazon.co.uk/Through-Narrow-Gate-Memoir-Convent/dp/0006550541/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1246264192&sr=8-9
This account of her experiences as a Roman Catholic nun was fascinating and the contrast between the harsh self debasing initiation into the order and my training for URC ministry is stark. She as a novice nun had to attempt to lose all of the self she entered the convent with - had to try to give herself totally to God who her trainers seem to think wanted a totally blank canvas/personality to work with. All of her personality was to be stripped away - all her gifts and talents were to be swept away. I give thanks for the way in which those charged with my training have encouraged me to seek my God given gifts and to use them for his service. Rather than sweeping away the person I was when I started the journey, that person has been built up and strengthened for God's service.
My journey home to Suffolk was punctuated by visits to family in Nottinghamshire - sister-in-law Sandra, brother & his 2nd wife (also my nephew & one of John's step-daughter); and my mother. It was good to see them all.
It's good to be home, but there is a slight sense of trepidation - as if I can't put off those things that need to be done before ordination. Practical things like the service, cleaning the house (especially the study), and meeting new people; and other less tangible things such as a sense of trepidation as I begin to recognise the task God has given me. But unlike Karen Armstrong, I know that I will be supported by colleagues and friends and will hopefully be able, with God's help, to undertake all he requires of me.
It's been a good week - time to reflect - time to relax - time to walk and enjoy the freedom of no schedules, deadlines or timetables, no meetings and no 'have to do' reading.
I did read a whole book though - Karen Armstrong's 'Through the narrow Gate' http://www.amazon.co.uk/Through-Narrow-Gate-Memoir-Convent/dp/0006550541/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1246264192&sr=8-9
This account of her experiences as a Roman Catholic nun was fascinating and the contrast between the harsh self debasing initiation into the order and my training for URC ministry is stark. She as a novice nun had to attempt to lose all of the self she entered the convent with - had to try to give herself totally to God who her trainers seem to think wanted a totally blank canvas/personality to work with. All of her personality was to be stripped away - all her gifts and talents were to be swept away. I give thanks for the way in which those charged with my training have encouraged me to seek my God given gifts and to use them for his service. Rather than sweeping away the person I was when I started the journey, that person has been built up and strengthened for God's service.
My journey home to Suffolk was punctuated by visits to family in Nottinghamshire - sister-in-law Sandra, brother & his 2nd wife (also my nephew & one of John's step-daughter); and my mother. It was good to see them all.
It's good to be home, but there is a slight sense of trepidation - as if I can't put off those things that need to be done before ordination. Practical things like the service, cleaning the house (especially the study), and meeting new people; and other less tangible things such as a sense of trepidation as I begin to recognise the task God has given me. But unlike Karen Armstrong, I know that I will be supported by colleagues and friends and will hopefully be able, with God's help, to undertake all he requires of me.
Friday, 26 June 2009
Friday already?
It's a cliche I know, but this week has flown by. I suppose that at the start I was slightly concerned that it would drag - what with being on my own with just Norma for company! But suddenly it's Friday morning and whilst we've not walked miles or scrambled over rocks and through stiles, I think we've had sufficient walks and mini-adventures! We'll go out today - but not far as I've to drive 'south' tomorrow as we head back home via Bawtry and Retford.
What have we been doing since I last updated this? Well, Wednesday saw us go to Patley Bridge where we did a super walk with fantastic views and then a stroll along the river. Lunch in the park in the sunshine and then I thought we'd walk up the High Street. Now that was my first mistake, it is narrow, busy with traffic and has crowded narrow pavements. It also has the only Tourist Information office I've come across which has asked me to take my dog out. We'd both been in the offices in Masham, Ripon and Leyburn so I saw no reason to scour the door for a sign, saying 'guide dogs only' - but as I deliberated over a purchase I was told in a none too friendly voice to take my dog out as they were not allowed! I have to confess that I did question why and remonstrated that we'd been welcome in the other Tourist Information offices. But to no avail - we had to leave, and I couldn't even tie Norma's lead to a hook as there wasn't one - something about the landlord not providing one. I must confess I was not only annoyed, but upset at the way in which the, what I can only call a 'jobsworth' woman, spoke to me particularly as there were other people in the Office. Needless to say I swiftly returned to my hot car and we left the town. I don't think I'll be back!
On the way back we called in to Brimham Rocks - and what a wonderful find they were - and a real antidote to the bad feelings I'd left Patley Bridge with. Norma enjoyed clambering on the rocks (low level only I hasten to add) and led us on a meandering route through bracken and rocks back to the car park (eventually!)
So a mixed day - but one where the scenery and geology far out weighed most of my contact with people!
Yesterday was spent in Ripon, Wensley and looking for Ilton! We had a lovely river and canal walk in Ripon where it was Market Day. I called into the cathederal where the shop volunteer resored my faith in human nature as she chatted about this and that as I browsed (mind you, Norma was safely in the car at the time - not even I would have considered that she'd be welcome in a cathederal - I wonder why not though??)
After lunch I set out to find the Druid stones at Ilton but faled miserably - we did find Leighton Resevoir though and had an 'interesting' drive through, round, up and down some tiny Dales roads!
I then thought we'd do a walk at Wensley village, only to curtail it when I heard what sounded like a pack of dogs barking - two dogs rushed from a house and one (small actually, but why let the facts get in the way of a good story) came charging after us - I have to confess that I turned round and walked back to our car - around 800yds away! After this there was only one thing to do - go for afternoon tea somewhere. So we headed to Jerveaux Abbey and I treated myself to a Yorkshire cream tea! There was some amusement when the young lady serving me presented me with a cup of milk and an empty milk jug!!
After I'd had my fill, we set off down the bridleway at the Abbey only for Norma to refuse to take that route! She wanted to return to the Abbey ruins - and I was happy to oblige her!
So a couple of great days all in all -weather wonderful - Patley Bridge High Street doesn't need to be visited again, but Jerveaux Abbey does and hopefully will be before too much longer.
And as for today, well it's time to go for a local walk before perhaps heading to Leyburn - or not!
What have we been doing since I last updated this? Well, Wednesday saw us go to Patley Bridge where we did a super walk with fantastic views and then a stroll along the river. Lunch in the park in the sunshine and then I thought we'd walk up the High Street. Now that was my first mistake, it is narrow, busy with traffic and has crowded narrow pavements. It also has the only Tourist Information office I've come across which has asked me to take my dog out. We'd both been in the offices in Masham, Ripon and Leyburn so I saw no reason to scour the door for a sign, saying 'guide dogs only' - but as I deliberated over a purchase I was told in a none too friendly voice to take my dog out as they were not allowed! I have to confess that I did question why and remonstrated that we'd been welcome in the other Tourist Information offices. But to no avail - we had to leave, and I couldn't even tie Norma's lead to a hook as there wasn't one - something about the landlord not providing one. I must confess I was not only annoyed, but upset at the way in which the, what I can only call a 'jobsworth' woman, spoke to me particularly as there were other people in the Office. Needless to say I swiftly returned to my hot car and we left the town. I don't think I'll be back!
On the way back we called in to Brimham Rocks - and what a wonderful find they were - and a real antidote to the bad feelings I'd left Patley Bridge with. Norma enjoyed clambering on the rocks (low level only I hasten to add) and led us on a meandering route through bracken and rocks back to the car park (eventually!)
So a mixed day - but one where the scenery and geology far out weighed most of my contact with people!
Yesterday was spent in Ripon, Wensley and looking for Ilton! We had a lovely river and canal walk in Ripon where it was Market Day. I called into the cathederal where the shop volunteer resored my faith in human nature as she chatted about this and that as I browsed (mind you, Norma was safely in the car at the time - not even I would have considered that she'd be welcome in a cathederal - I wonder why not though??)
After lunch I set out to find the Druid stones at Ilton but faled miserably - we did find Leighton Resevoir though and had an 'interesting' drive through, round, up and down some tiny Dales roads!
I then thought we'd do a walk at Wensley village, only to curtail it when I heard what sounded like a pack of dogs barking - two dogs rushed from a house and one (small actually, but why let the facts get in the way of a good story) came charging after us - I have to confess that I turned round and walked back to our car - around 800yds away! After this there was only one thing to do - go for afternoon tea somewhere. So we headed to Jerveaux Abbey and I treated myself to a Yorkshire cream tea! There was some amusement when the young lady serving me presented me with a cup of milk and an empty milk jug!!
After I'd had my fill, we set off down the bridleway at the Abbey only for Norma to refuse to take that route! She wanted to return to the Abbey ruins - and I was happy to oblige her!
So a couple of great days all in all -weather wonderful - Patley Bridge High Street doesn't need to be visited again, but Jerveaux Abbey does and hopefully will be before too much longer.
And as for today, well it's time to go for a local walk before perhaps heading to Leyburn - or not!
Tuesday, 23 June 2009
Sunshine and solitude
What glorious weather! After the luxury of a slow start to the day, Norma & I headed to Jerevaux Abbey where the car was left in the shade of a tree and we set out on walk through the Park where I was struck by the variety of trees - solitary sycamores, groups of pines, ancient gnarled and thickened roots sprawling above ground, young spindly trunks stretching skywards. Perhaps trees are a metaphor for churches - or perhaps not. Maybe this is something to come back to - perhaps after the scores of photos have been added to this blog!!
A quiet half hour was spent sitting in the shade of a tree at the Abbey reading a book on the Psalms and basking in the beauty of the surroundings - an exquisite juxtaposition of nature and human endeavour and artistry.
As we returned to the car I was looking forward to lunch in the Tea rooms - so I was pretty disappointed to find it was closed! However, we swiftly returned to Masham and got a sandwich in the baker's which was consumed in the courtyard in the sunshine! Bliss!
An afternoon walk around Masham was as much as Norma could take in the heat - although she enjoyed meeting a black lab and a black & tan daschund - both of whom were most friendly! Many more trees were spotted, particularly in the church yard where yews and holly seemed to abound. I wonder whether there's any significance in this.
A quiet half hour was spent sitting in the shade of a tree at the Abbey reading a book on the Psalms and basking in the beauty of the surroundings - an exquisite juxtaposition of nature and human endeavour and artistry.
As we returned to the car I was looking forward to lunch in the Tea rooms - so I was pretty disappointed to find it was closed! However, we swiftly returned to Masham and got a sandwich in the baker's which was consumed in the courtyard in the sunshine! Bliss!
An afternoon walk around Masham was as much as Norma could take in the heat - although she enjoyed meeting a black lab and a black & tan daschund - both of whom were most friendly! Many more trees were spotted, particularly in the church yard where yews and holly seemed to abound. I wonder whether there's any significance in this.
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