My only faint was the day after giving birth - when I was made to stand up so my bed could be changed. The orderly looked a bit shaken when I came to again. In my defence I had lost quite a lot of blood (over a litre) and wasn't given a transfusion as someone else on the ward had had a bad reaction the week before. From the dates, I'm incredibly grateful I didn't get a transfusion now, but it wasn't a lot of fun at the time.
There was a firm belief among girls in my school boarding house that putting blotting paper in your shoes would make you faint during the complusory Sunday service at the local church. As far as I can recall, it never worked, although the suggestion factor must have been high.
Tell me, BT, why does God allow the Six Nations to be organised in Lent? Our indulgence was restricted to one non-alcoholic G&T and one alcohol-free beer.
Celebrations would have been muted in S Cottage, however, as Mr S is English, so there have to be tears before bedtime for somebody. And he was particularly despondent because West Ham lost too - well, two-one, if you must.
I once nearly fainted in school assembly, which was held with us standing. We had an unusual reading (there was a very limited range, with the year that king Uzziah dies being very frequent, so that sixth formers could recite with it). Memory insists that it was a Psalm - One hundred and nine something*.... And it went on and on and on, and I felt woozy and thought I could cope until we reached the Lord's Prayer. But it went on and on and on, and I had to go out and sit on the wall in the fresh air. And whereas when other girls left assembly, a teacher would rush out to minister unto them, NOBODY CAME FOR ME!
*Could be 109, or 119, can't tell now.
PS. The other time we had an unusual reading was the day that someone had been expelled for being pregnant, and the head wanted to tell us to keep ourselves pure and unspotted from the world. PS
I don't think it could have been! Or at least not all of it. I did come across a reference once, I think, to 109 being to do with a curse! But it is rather shorter than I remember.
There is a batch of psalms known as the "cursing psalms", but I'm not sure which ones they are.
An Amble to Tesco's has been accomplished, laundry's in the tumble-dryer and beef stroganoff is in the slow-cooker*.
Tell me, BT, why does God allow the Six Nations to be organised in Lent? Our indulgence was restricted to one non-alcoholic G&T and one alcohol-free beer.
Sundays in Lent aren't fast days* so you can celebrate as you wish, just don't start until 1 minute after midnight 😉
* that's why we sing about Forty days and forty nights: Ash Wednesday to Easter Eve excluding the Sundays is 40 days.
Tell me, BT, why does God allow the Six Nations to be organised in Lent? Our indulgence was restricted to one non-alcoholic G&T and one alcohol-free beer.
Sundays in Lent aren't fast days* so you can celebrate as you wish, just don't start until 1 minute after midnight 😉
* that's why we sing about Forty days and forty nights: Ash Wednesday to Easter Eve excluding the Sundays is 40 days.
But that implies that Jesus left the wilderness every Sabbath to stock up for the next six days wandering and fasting...
Every Irish person (and anyone who has any Irish background, has ever been to Ireland or who has ever watched Riverdance) knows that St Patrick's Day is excluded from any Lenton fast. That includes the weekend before or after 17 March.
And as God is a Welshman, there will be no problem with celebrating a glorious Wales victory!
Indeed not. It was Mentioned In Church this morning.
Some of my congregations would report being disappointed if I didn't make some comment about the rugby during the main liturgical seasons - Six Nations (liturgical colour: red), World Cup/autumn internationals (colour: red), and every four years the Lions tour (colour: red with own nation's socks).
The minister who was at St. Magnus Cathedral in the 1990s was an avid Cowdenbeath supporter (I suppose someone has to be), and if they won*, he'd turn up wearing his Blue Brazil scarf and reverently lay it on the book desk before welcoming the congregation.
Tell me, BT, why does God allow the Six Nations to be organised in Lent? Our indulgence was restricted to one non-alcoholic G&T and one alcohol-free beer.
Sundays in Lent aren't fast days* so you can celebrate as you wish, just don't start until 1 minute after midnight 😉
* that's why we sing about Forty days and forty nights: Ash Wednesday to Easter Eve excluding the Sundays is 40 days.
Ah yes, but yesterday was Saturday*. And yes, that's exactly why we do Dry Lent and not Dry January (isn't January miserable enough anyway?) Sundays are feast days, not fast days!
*although in previous years I have been known to sit up in bed at 1 minute past midnight eating chocolate
We shall be having lamb steaks with leeks and new potatoes for dinner, washed down with red wine. All are Welsh (i have no idea what the wine will be like!)
Macarius has his jab today - we have to drive 8 miles and it feels like a major expedition! I think it’s the furthest we’ve been from home since last summer.
Husband had an appointment at the tip a few weeks ago (a couple of miles away in the countryside) and it was the furthest he'd been for months.
Usual Monday morning of admin and emails. This afternoon I have 2 online tutorials to re-write (on parenting and families) and a couple of assignments to mark (presentations on equality in end of life care).
Thanks. All very quick and efficient, once we’d got over the sheer excitement of driving to another town. We did wonder why they chose that hospital (which has very little parking) over our local hospital (which has oodles of parking), though.
It’s a sunny day but a really chilly wind. I went for a walk with my friend this morning and came back feeling like a block of ice - I’ve just about warmed up.
On the menu for tea - pulled pork muffins and parsnip chips - yum!
It's been a glorious day in Embra, and there are the vestiges of a cracking sunset as I scoot past on the train.
I had my NHS audiology appointment this afternoon (learning another bus route) and they're going to send me some more hearing aids, for which I won't have to pay.
Kedgeree for supper - it doesn't need much effort.
A beautiful blue sky here, and fairly warm when out of the shade, so I weeded a patch at the allotment and celebrated St David’s Day by harvesting daffodils and leeks.
Not sure what I’m having for tea - I’ll see what’s in the freezer. Although I know it’ll be with leeks!
Cold yesterday until the fog lifted, today the fog hasn't completely lifted so it remained cold, after sunny days on Friday or Saturday.
In other news, I got to travel on the tube today, to get my first jab in a huge walk in centre. First time on the tube since last autumn. And the fares have gone up.
Today we had chickpeas roasted with zaatar, broccoli, and butternut squash for tea, with a tahini dressing. Nice but not earth shattering.
The sale of our house is getting closer, but they are still waiting for probate to come through on the place we are buying. I can see us having to rent for a bit.
We had chickpeas roasted with red onions, cauliflower (including stalk & leaves), cumin, coriander, ginger & paprika, a tahini & lemon juice dressing and toasted pumpkin seeds. Plus pitas.
don't forget that Welsh is the language of heaven,
Because it takes all eternity to learn it?
People say this, but in some ways it's quite easy. Only four or five irregular verbs, and once you know them you can avoid having to conjugate the regular ones altogether. Genders only matter grammatically in the singular. A few complicating factors like initial consonant mutations but I'd swap that for learning four verb conjugations and inflecting adjectives foe number and gender in French. German can get in the sea until it settles on a single form for "the".
Harder bits - plurals and genders can't generally be predicted from a dictionary form.
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I once downed half a litre of apple juice, went green and nearly passed out.
There was a Young Lady of Ryde,
Who are some green Apples, and died!
The Apples fermented
Within the Lamented -
Made Cider inside her inside...
Naughty it is you are!
eta: Picpoul - nice choice!
A bottle of Penderyn Celt has been opened and largely consumed 🏴
Tell me, BT, why does God allow the Six Nations to be organised in Lent?
Celebrations would have been muted in S Cottage, however, as Mr S is English, so there have to be tears before bedtime for somebody. And he was particularly despondent because West Ham lost too - well, two-one, if you must.
*Could be 109, or 119, can't tell now.
PS. The other time we had an unusual reading was the day that someone had been expelled for being pregnant, and the head wanted to tell us to keep ourselves pure and unspotted from the world. PS
An Amble to Tesco's has been accomplished, laundry's in the tumble-dryer and beef stroganoff is in the slow-cooker*.
And relax ...
* at least I think it's that way round ...
* that's why we sing about Forty days and forty nights: Ash Wednesday to Easter Eve excluding the Sundays is 40 days.
But that implies that Jesus left the wilderness every Sabbath to stock up for the next six days wandering and fasting...
Every Irish person (and anyone who has any Irish background, has ever been to Ireland or who has ever watched Riverdance) knows that St Patrick's Day is excluded from any Lenton fast. That includes the weekend before or after 17 March.
And as God is a Welshman, there will be no problem with celebrating a glorious Wales victory!
Some of my congregations would report being disappointed if I didn't make some comment about the rugby during the main liturgical seasons - Six Nations (liturgical colour: red), World Cup/autumn internationals (colour: red), and every four years the Lions tour (colour: red with own nation's socks).
* not very often
Ah yes, but yesterday was Saturday*. And yes, that's exactly why we do Dry Lent and not Dry January (isn't January miserable enough anyway?) Sundays are feast days, not fast days!
*although in previous years I have been known to sit up in bed at 1 minute past midnight eating chocolate
Although I gather some Cymry with odd shaped balls had a bit of luck over the weekend so half of you are probably still hungover
MMM
Hope it goes well!
And happy St. David's day from up here too!
Husband had an appointment at the tip a few weeks ago (a couple of miles away in the countryside) and it was the furthest he'd been for months.
Usual Monday morning of admin and emails. This afternoon I have 2 online tutorials to re-write (on parenting and families) and a couple of assignments to mark (presentations on equality in end of life care).
Something as simple as that just emphasises how constricted our lives have become (well, for some of us, anyway).
For Jab The First, I had to go FOUR MILES out of the town! Into the countryside! Where they have Trees, and Grass, and Fruit Farms!
*swoons*
Now for mine, on Friday.
MMM
On the menu for tea - pulled pork muffins and parsnip chips - yum!
Speaking of which, it's getting on for tea-time...
I had my NHS audiology appointment this afternoon (learning another bus route) and they're going to send me some more hearing aids, for which I won't have to pay.
Kedgeree for supper - it doesn't need much effort.
Not sure what I’m having for tea - I’ll see what’s in the freezer. Although I know it’ll be with leeks!
In other news, I got to travel on the tube today, to get my first jab in a huge walk in centre. First time on the tube since last autumn. And the fares have gone up.
Ours was just like this one but we had apple sauce and stuffing instead of chutney and we ate them of real plates, of course!
https://photos.app.goo.gl/Un3k6AE4veyHy3mL8
(It was delicious)
The sale of our house is getting closer, but they are still waiting for probate to come through on the place we are buying. I can see us having to rent for a bit.
Thank you for the good wishes.
Luck? Not at all - don't forget that Welsh is the language of heaven, therefore the Almighty must be ... 😀🏴
Because it takes all eternity to learn it?
People say this, but in some ways it's quite easy. Only four or five irregular verbs, and once you know them you can avoid having to conjugate the regular ones altogether. Genders only matter grammatically in the singular. A few complicating factors like initial consonant mutations but I'd swap that for learning four verb conjugations and inflecting adjectives foe number and gender in French. German can get in the sea until it settles on a single form for "the".
Harder bits - plurals and genders can't generally be predicted from a dictionary form.