Phone coop, Chicken coop, beetroot soup ......
D Day minus six
The Church Christmas fair.
My licensing date has not yet been confirmed but most people now think that it will be in early December. But we are moving into the Vicarage next Friday confirmed or not.
It is interesting how the only requirement made of me so far is safeguarding and Disclosure and Barring. My memory of my last few moves, in fact all my moves that I had to produce my letters of orders, Deaconing and Priesting and no-one has asked to see a Marriage Certificate.
Far more important than such formalities however was the Church Christmas Fair.
It was important not only that I put in an appearance but that I spent a little money.
Which I did. When I bought my Raffle Tickets I commented that I never win Raffles so this should be viewed as a donation.
My purchase of a Biscuit Barrel on the China stall attracted much interest. Would there be Chocolate Biscuits and Builders Tea for visitors to the Vicarage?
Reassured on all fronts I was allowed to buy my lunch before setting out on another tour of the stalls where I found a beautiful hand embroidered waistcoat for sale, irresistible I thought as I counted out my pennies.
D Day minus five we embarked on an epic tour of the Northern Fells through Cumbria towards the Howgills. We had bought an electric cooker on eBay, a cooker had been left in the Vicarage and it would have been removed, but we thought, who knows maybe we should wait?
But an irresistible bargain tempted us, so off we set, pausing briefly before Penrith for Beetroot and Horseradish soup in Melmerby.
Heading back home we paused to see our friends Jinski playing a twilight gig in Great Asby, although their first song raised pressing, if not urgent issues and an existential challenge. We had been out a long time and home beckoned but which home and to where and when should we hurry.
D Day minus four. Maybe that should read moving day minus four.
The eBay cooker in the back of the car turned out to be the least of our problems. Amazon delivered my book without any trouble which is good because a) The post code lottery worked in our favour and b) The bookcases arrive soon.
Yesterday travelling across country to collect the eBay cooker we received a phone call to say that we had won the raffle I don't ever win.
So a housewarming present will be delivered.
So today was various minor works, the minor worker graciously helped us lift the cooker out of the car and into the house.
The the telephone engineer arrived to install the telephone. The line works. That is the good news. There are lots of faults. Less good news. But it will be fixed tomorrow. So the news gets better.
So meanwhile I got on with the job of building the hen coop, so together with safeguarding under my belt, a DBS certificate in my Wallet now I can add a further qualification, a National Vocational Qualification in hen coop construction, it's a little like Lego using wooden blocks or Meccano using wooden parts.
As was reported in Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance:
The assembly of a wooden hen coop requires great peace of mind.
(Although in the book it was a Japanese folding bicycle).
Tomorrow D Day minus three, whilst yet unlicensed, I have been invited to attend the PCC Meeting ......
The Church Christmas fair.
My licensing date has not yet been confirmed but most people now think that it will be in early December. But we are moving into the Vicarage next Friday confirmed or not.
It is interesting how the only requirement made of me so far is safeguarding and Disclosure and Barring. My memory of my last few moves, in fact all my moves that I had to produce my letters of orders, Deaconing and Priesting and no-one has asked to see a Marriage Certificate.
Far more important than such formalities however was the Church Christmas Fair.
It was important not only that I put in an appearance but that I spent a little money.
Which I did. When I bought my Raffle Tickets I commented that I never win Raffles so this should be viewed as a donation.
My purchase of a Biscuit Barrel on the China stall attracted much interest. Would there be Chocolate Biscuits and Builders Tea for visitors to the Vicarage?
Reassured on all fronts I was allowed to buy my lunch before setting out on another tour of the stalls where I found a beautiful hand embroidered waistcoat for sale, irresistible I thought as I counted out my pennies.
D Day minus five we embarked on an epic tour of the Northern Fells through Cumbria towards the Howgills. We had bought an electric cooker on eBay, a cooker had been left in the Vicarage and it would have been removed, but we thought, who knows maybe we should wait?
But an irresistible bargain tempted us, so off we set, pausing briefly before Penrith for Beetroot and Horseradish soup in Melmerby.
Heading back home we paused to see our friends Jinski playing a twilight gig in Great Asby, although their first song raised pressing, if not urgent issues and an existential challenge. We had been out a long time and home beckoned but which home and to where and when should we hurry.
D Day minus four. Maybe that should read moving day minus four.
The eBay cooker in the back of the car turned out to be the least of our problems. Amazon delivered my book without any trouble which is good because a) The post code lottery worked in our favour and b) The bookcases arrive soon.
Yesterday travelling across country to collect the eBay cooker we received a phone call to say that we had won the raffle I don't ever win.
So a housewarming present will be delivered.
So today was various minor works, the minor worker graciously helped us lift the cooker out of the car and into the house.
The the telephone engineer arrived to install the telephone. The line works. That is the good news. There are lots of faults. Less good news. But it will be fixed tomorrow. So the news gets better.
So meanwhile I got on with the job of building the hen coop, so together with safeguarding under my belt, a DBS certificate in my Wallet now I can add a further qualification, a National Vocational Qualification in hen coop construction, it's a little like Lego using wooden blocks or Meccano using wooden parts.
As was reported in Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance:
The assembly of a wooden hen coop requires great peace of mind.
(Although in the book it was a Japanese folding bicycle).
Tomorrow D Day minus three, whilst yet unlicensed, I have been invited to attend the PCC Meeting ......
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