Showing posts from January 3, 2016

Feeling poorly

I am blessed with very good health, so it always surprises me when I get a bit poorly

Fever, then chills,  Too hot then too cold. Severe case of "the runs". Temp topped out at 100.4

So, apart from driving my friend Ben to the supermarket this morning (and home again!)  I've spent most of the day in bed.  I had a slice of toast for breakfast, and I'll have a slice of toast for my evening meal.

The sad thing for me is that I do not feel well enough to preach at St. Boniface Church, Siesta Key, FL tomorrow,

I must be unwell if I turn down the joyful privilege of preaching

Now at 5:12 p.m. (eastern time) here in SRQ  it's raining cats and dogs  And it's not the rainy season.

In between my sleeping I went to You Tube to enjoy good music.

The following is the Chorus of the Hebrew Slaves from Verdi's opera Nabucco (Nebuchadnezzar).

Such marvelous music, Dad, my sister Maureen, Mum and I would go into ecstasies when we happened to hear this on BBC radio -  fifty…

Astute commentary

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A feast of oysters and a witty waiter.

I saw my 92 years old friend Betty on Boxing Day, and mentioned that I'd eaten oysters on the half shell at a Christmas Day buffet, and at my ripe old age I'd learned to enjoy them.

Betty's son Michael, visiting from Seattle said "Mum, I guess that there's a visit to the Phillippi Creek Oyster Bar in your future".  He knows his mother's preferences.

And so it came to pass that I drove Betty, and my friends Ben and Bob for lunch there yesterday.

Betty and Ben are Oyster freaks.  They each had twelve on the half shell.  Bob had fried oysters. I, the neophyte, had six on the half shell. Good!

When our waiter first came to our table I said "this will be four checks (bills)".   Ben countered "no, I'll pick up the tab".

Betty was vociferous in her protest. She allowed that Ben could treat Bob and me, but dammit all, she would pick up her own tab.

The waiter noted this conversation.

The oysters came and went.  (T…

The President Weeps


Too much excitement

On an otherwise chilly, chore-filled, gloomy and dreary day this flew overhead in SRQ.

Far too much excitement for this old codger!

Boston Red Sox and El Povo

It's  been a wet and chilly day in SRQ today.

The temps have been at about 58f/13c  (chilly indeed for this part of the world).

We've had light rain for most of the day.

I managed to have three half-mile walks in dry weather with Penne before the 8:00 a.m. service at St. Boniface Church, and another at about 10:15 a.m. after I had shared Holy Communion with a parishioner who resides in a Nursing Home.

Then the rain set in.

Mid afternoon I "knew" that Penne needed a pee walk, despite the light rain.  She will walk with me in rain, knowing that her reward will be great after the walk.  (She goes into ecstasies  when I towel her down).

I wore a water-proof jacket which always hangs on a hook near my front door.  It was a gift from the youth at St. James's Cambridge, MA when I retired in 2006.

I often forget that it is there. But not today!

It's a Boston Red Sox jacket.

Please understand that I have more interest in King Canute of England than I have in American…