Povey Prattle

Do you have dreams in which you know that you are in a certain place, even though the scenes in the dream bear no resemblance to the real and actual place? I have three such dreams, each of which (with slight variations) recur very often.  They are about.  places in or near Bristol, U.K. -  my home City.  The references will make some sense to Bristolians.   1.  Clifton.     Clifton is an upscale residential, and student flats part of Bristol.  It has some lovely old Victorian and Edwardian homes, some fine terraces and small parks, and is right next to our treasured Clifton Downs and the Clifton Suspension Bridge.   In this oft repeated dream I am walking down a steep hill. On the left there is a super terrace of Victorian homes in front of which there is a footpath and an urban garden.   I walk down the footpath, which dead ends. So I have to walk through various homes (which mir...

All went well this morning. First I was given two Tylenol tablets for pain relief (if needed), Then a topical  unaesthetic on the bit of loose skin hanging under my eye, together with a cold compress. Then "snip snip" and it was gone.  The surgeon is fairly sure that it is benign. No stiches, I simply have to wait for the scab to fall off. In and out of the Surgeon's Office in half an hour. I am calling this my "facial circumcision"  Thanks for so many expressions of love and care.

I will have some minor out patient surgery at 10:00 a.m. on  Friday 27th Sep 2013. It's to remove a benign skin growth on the lower eyelid (if there is such a thing) of my left eye. It's no more than a nuisance growth which sometimes interferes with my peripheral vision.

The rains ended this afternoon I opened the back door to pick some basil, Then three wee one inch frogs jumped inside, My  cats  were immediately   in hunting heaven..

I am an indifferent or mediocre ten pin bowler.  Nevertheless I signed up for a fall/autumn league.  We are four teams, each of three people.  Of the twelve bowlers I know six very well, three fairly well and two who were strangers until last week. Bowling leagues and Church attendance  have some commonalities. Some bowlers, such as I, are there just to get out of the house and to use up a few hours. Some bowlers are there chiefly to encourage the weaker team members, and to cheer when anyone bowls well. Some are obsessed with the minutiae of averages and handicaps. Others are anxious to improve their skills, and work hard to perfect their skills. A few  (and this includes me at bowling) sit back with naughty amusement at the foibles and antics of others:  the feigned modesty, the over exuberance, and the deadly seriousness with which some take the whole enterprise. That's bowling. Those who hang around Churches will see the odd conn...

We said our sad au revoirs at St. Boniface yesterday to Seth Wertz who has retired after nearly 37 years as a Minister of Music.  Seth has been a good and faithful servant of God's people.  He is deeply loved and respected as was evidenced by the spontaneous two minute standing ovation afforded him at the 9:00 Eucharist. He has led and enabled one of the finest hand bell choirs which I have every heard (and I don't even like hand bells!). Above all, like every wise Church musician Seth has been a faithful pastor to the hundreds of children, woman and men who have served in the vocal and had bell choirs. We all wish Seth and his partner Alan bon voyage as they embark on this new phase of life and ministry.