Thursday, 4 April 2013


my car
had its tires
changed. Winter off,
summer on.

Wednesday, 27 March 2013


Green fingers
Reaching up
To the sky
Yellow spear.
Breaking through
The snow white
On the ground.

Like I said, I'm new to this. What do you call a poem with 3 syllables to a line?

Saturday, 23 March 2013


MrPM has been writing poetry for a while now, and his stuff is pretty good. He can do the whole rhyme and meter thing, which I can't.
Today's suggested topic is having tea with Miss Marple (or anybody you want). For me there was only one choice...

I can't believe he came.
True, he brought the rest of the gang,
But that goes with the territory.

I had plenty of mugs
Although the kettle was on overtime.
All duly watered
(or rather, caffeinated),
We sat and chatted.

Well, they chatted.
I mostly listened.
Stories of a distant land,
New and unfamiliar,
Yet peopled with familiar faces.
A place where time did not matter...
As it did not matter to me.

But then the grumbling
Started. First one, then another
Stomach followed suit.
I tore myself away to
Kitchen duty,
Only to remember
I had forgotten
To go shopping.

I re-entered the room,
Clutching a tuna sandwich.
"Can you do anything with this, Jesus?"

Sunday, 16 December 2012

Christmas is icumen in....

Well now I know Christmas is coming, as mrPM and I spent the afternoon writing our Christmas cards. And tomorrow we'll be keeping Royal Mail in business buying enough stamps to post them...
That's the problem with moving about - we have friends all over the place!
This year was interestingly different to previous years (in which I have written all the cards) as mrPM and I combined our efforts. He wrote the cards and I addressed the envelopes as my writing is neater. It did mean that there were very few scribbled updates inside the cards, which is probably why it was alot faster than usual!

Anyway - quote of the day comes from this morning's sermon: "I thought I saw an angel once, but it was a pigeon."

Wednesday, 31 October 2012


I'm off to a Halloween party tonight at Guides. No idea what it will involve, as the Guides have planned and organised it all themselves. So it is with some trepidation that I go. I imagine there will be apple bobbing, and some sort of food. If they do the pancakes coated in syrup on a string, then they're not leaving until the floor is spotless!!!
Is it the thin end of the wedge? Should I be refusing to have anything to do with it? I don't think so - it's basically an excuse for a fancy dress party with a few weird traditional games thrown in for good measure.

Wednesday, 17 October 2012


I'm busy procrastinating. I should be writing an essay (title "Was Nestorius a heretic?"). I quite enjoyed doing all the research, although getting through Nestorius' Bazaar of Heracleides  took some doing - it's not at all easy to read. Anyway, as usual, I find myself in sympathy with the so-called heretic. It looks as though Nestorius fell victim to an outbreak of political machinations, disguised as theology. Which did make me wonder how many of our so-called theological differences are in fact power struggles in disguise?
But then I thought of Sunday's sermon, delivered by a visiting preacher. They obviously had quite a reformed understanding of Scripture and of God. I don't share that view, and find listening to it quite difficult. For a sermon about forgiveness and the sheer scale of God's forgiveness, it was amazingly joyless. How can you preach about forgiveness in such a way that it makes people feel bad?
But then I have to ask myself, is that a genuine theological difference, or just a power struggle in disguise?

Monday, 1 October 2012


Well, I got a new laptop, and it didn't have all my old bookmarks on it, so I got out of the habit of blogging. But I have to blog today because MrPM has finally been told by DVLA that he's OK to drive :-)))))) He was very excited...