Grey and slightly cooler here too, only 22 degrees. We’ve driven to Rugby to pick up Master Heavenly the younger, who has jury duty here next week. He’s off out to see some friends soon so I might go for a walk.
We had a fairly useful choir practice this morning, with me clattering out an approximation of the tunes on the appliance*.
Unfortunately, our resident guitarist has pranged a clavicle (poor chap!), so the sub-K*ndr*ck ditties will have to go with what J can manage on the aforementioned appliance. Luckily they're not too complicated, unlike some of that sort of thing, so it might not go too badly ...
* how David referred to electronic "organs"
It's a warm and pleasant day (although now verging on Too Hot); I had an amble along the street to Fork Handles to get some drain-clearing stuff and one of those gunk-catching thingies you put in the plughole of the bath. I really ought to do some housework, but can't summon up the energy.
Just out of curiosity, what language(s) do you use when you're with her?
She speaks to us each in our own language. So it's interesting round the dinner table!
Her parents speak German to each other. She speaks English to me and her Papa, Georgian to her Mum. Her parents both speak English to me. I understand German well, but can't speak it.
I've been attending an online retreat all day so just took a stroll out to see how Mr Nen is getting on helping with a friend's car. Now home and stir fry cooking will soon commence, because Saturday.
Just out of curiosity, what language(s) do you use when you're with her?
She speaks to us each in our own language. So it's interesting round the dinner table!
Her parents speak German to each other. She speaks English to me and her Papa, Georgian to her Mum. Her parents both speak English to me. I understand German well, but can't speak it.
Because I didn't get round to having brunch until early afternoon, I wasn't really hungry until about 8:30, so I cobbled together a bowl of Piglet's Pancetta Pasta, which was just what the doctor ordered.
Memo to self: get more pasta, more pancetta and more Parmesan cheese.
Another non-stop day. Rehearsals all morning, then met up with a former colleague who has retired here. She showed me round New Hall, Wesley’s first chapel and its interesting museum. We then rehearsed then sang Compline in Bristol’s oldest church building, followed by a group meal out. Twenty minutes walk back to the hotel and a 9.30 start tomorrow so I should sleep well.
Middle Child had been confirmed as studying Chemistry at the University of Nottingham which is fantastic.
I have enjoyed the fruits of that department despite being an ocean away since I was a decently wee lad thanks to the "Periodic Videos" channel on YouTube which is presented by several members of that department.
Ah, yes, the Mad Scientist Hair man. Great isn't he?
Definitely. I knew that uni name triggered a memory somewhere.
Just out of curiosity, what language(s) do you use when you're with her?
She speaks to us each in our own language. So it's interesting round the dinner table!
Her parents speak German to each other. She speaks English to me and her Papa, Georgian to her Mum. Her parents both speak English to me. I understand German well, but can't speak it.
🙂
Thanks! A typically polyglot European child...
Yes.
Her English is cute. Her accent depends on where she learned the word.
Northern English from her Dad and us
German from our German friends speaking English to Mr Boogs and I.
Canadian from her friend Rowan (they speak English together).
Occasional Eastern European when it's a shared word eg 'Laptop'.
Not much sleep since I last posted.
Hugely looking forward to singing today’s services in Bristol in the beautiful St Mary Redcliffe church. Music listed in Ecclesiantics.
Not much sleep since I last posted.
Hugely looking forward to singing today’s services in Bristol in the beautiful St Mary Redcliffe church ...
David had organ lessons there when he was a student in Bristol - it's an amazing church. I saw your music list in Eccles - very nice indeed!
It's an absolutely beautiful day here: 20° and glorious sunshine, so I had a little amble by the loch after church, passing the time of day with the ducks and swans. I'm so lucky to have such beauty literally on my doorstep.
Yes, the organ is very powerful and there was a bit of a bet on that the choir would not be loud enough, but one of our “ groupies” told us that the choir’s sound filled the church.
I’m resting up this afternoon ( it’s 24 rising to 26 degrees ) before rehearsal at 4 and Evensong at 5.30pm.
Sorry @Boogie, I ‘ll be gone in the morning, back to the East Midlands.
Feels chilly here back in the East Midlands, but I think that is mainly having got used to very silly high temperatures.
We had a visiting priest at Mass today who treated us to a 20 minute sermon, none of which I could hear properly. At the end of Mass the assistant priest decided to give us a 10 minute harangue on making sure you go to Mass. Not the way to grow your congregation.
I'm off for an afternoon nap!
A lovely blue Sunday in Arkland the Noisy, with a temperate easterly breeze to reduce the Heat somewhat.
The Noise is being made by Neighbours working on the Ark immediately astern of me - it's an elderly Dutch-built tug, being restored and improved by a man and his son who Know What They're Doing as regards cutting, grinding, and welding. It's a Work in Progress, but they're doing well, and I'm looking forward to seeing it completed.
Lunch was Ham Hock, Leek, and Potato Gratin (courtesy of Tess Coe), and there is CHEESE for later.
@Boogie , a meet in Wells would be great but September's diary is a bit choc-a-bloc until towards the end. But it would be lovely to do it at some point.
Interesting to read of the Ship's links with St Mary Redcliffe Church, I've never visited it although we are not that far from Bristol.
I haven't been to church, choosing instead to visit the coffee shop with my book. Mr Nen joined me, having been on projection duty at Our Place. It's pretty hot here and I'm pretty tired of it. Like the gardens and the land generally I am gasping for some proper rain. They were saying on the radio how the trees are shedding their leaves, and even some branches, in an effort to conserve energy.
The chicken is bubbling away in the slow cooker ahead of a roast meal later. That'll make the kitchen even hotter...
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Eating ice creams by the river just two minutes from their flat - https://photos.app.goo.gl/FZKFw7rar6aRJS8c8
Just out of curiosity, what language(s) do you use when you're with her?
We had a fairly useful choir practice this morning, with me clattering out an approximation of the tunes on the appliance*.
Unfortunately, our resident guitarist has pranged a clavicle (poor chap!), so the sub-K*ndr*ck ditties will have to go with what J can manage on the aforementioned appliance. Luckily they're not too complicated, unlike some of that sort of thing, so it might not go too badly ...
* how David referred to electronic "organs"
It's a warm and pleasant day (although now verging on Too Hot); I had an amble along the street to Fork Handles to get some drain-clearing stuff and one of those gunk-catching thingies you put in the plughole of the bath. I really ought to do some housework, but can't summon up the energy.
She speaks to us each in our own language. So it's interesting round the dinner table!
Her parents speak German to each other. She speaks English to me and her Papa, Georgian to her Mum. Her parents both speak English to me. I understand German well, but can't speak it.
🙂
Thanks! A typically polyglot European child...
Because I didn't get round to having brunch until early afternoon, I wasn't really hungry until about 8:30, so I cobbled together a bowl of Piglet's Pancetta Pasta, which was just what the doctor ordered.
Memo to self: get more pasta, more pancetta and more Parmesan cheese.
Indeed. I fall into envy at such people. Talented Enkelin!
Yes.
Her English is cute. Her accent depends on where she learned the word.
Northern English from her Dad and us
German from our German friends speaking English to Mr Boogs and I.
Canadian from her friend Rowan (they speak English together).
Occasional Eastern European when it's a shared word eg 'Laptop'.
All the accents can come out in one paragraph!
Hugely looking forward to singing today’s services in Bristol in the beautiful St Mary Redcliffe church. Music listed in Ecclesiantics.
Maybe Wells?
Maybe September to give time to coordinate diaries?
David had organ lessons there when he was a student in Bristol - it's an amazing church. I saw your music list in Eccles - very nice indeed!
It's an absolutely beautiful day here: 20° and glorious sunshine, so I had a little amble by the loch after church, passing the time of day with the ducks and swans. I'm so lucky to have such beauty literally on my doorstep.
Then brunch, and laundry.
I’m resting up this afternoon ( it’s 24 rising to 26 degrees ) before rehearsal at 4 and Evensong at 5.30pm.
Sorry @Boogie, I ‘ll be gone in the morning, back to the East Midlands.
We had a visiting priest at Mass today who treated us to a 20 minute sermon, none of which I could hear properly. At the end of Mass the assistant priest decided to give us a 10 minute harangue on making sure you go to Mass. Not the way to grow your congregation.
I'm off for an afternoon nap!
So far today I have done various bits of housework and tidying. It’s nice to have Master Heavenly the younger here to chat to, though.
Church at 5pm.
The Noise is being made by Neighbours working on the Ark immediately astern of me - it's an elderly Dutch-built tug, being restored and improved by a man and his son who Know What They're Doing as regards cutting, grinding, and welding. It's a Work in Progress, but they're doing well, and I'm looking forward to seeing it completed.
Lunch was Ham Hock, Leek, and Potato Gratin (courtesy of Tess Coe), and there is CHEESE for later.
Interesting to read of the Ship's links with St Mary Redcliffe Church, I've never visited it although we are not that far from Bristol.
I haven't been to church, choosing instead to visit the coffee shop with my book. Mr Nen joined me, having been on projection duty at Our Place. It's pretty hot here and I'm pretty tired of it. Like the gardens and the land generally I am gasping for some proper rain. They were saying on the radio how the trees are shedding their leaves, and even some branches, in an effort to conserve energy.
The chicken is bubbling away in the slow cooker ahead of a roast meal later. That'll make the kitchen even hotter...