Saturday, 6 February 2016


It's been a raw day in this part of SW FL  with persistent rain and temps hovering around 56f/13c.

For those of us whose blood has thinned  (if that truly happens) since we moved to the "Sun Coast" it has felt downright chilly, if not cold.

It's been the kind of day on which I'd love to have had a snug little den or family room, with a nice wood fire.  (Forced hot air from the ceiling vents doesn't have the same charm!)

Photo' via Google Images

Thursday, 4 February 2016

The spiritual bankruptcy of some American fundamentalist Christians. The intellectual dishonesty of some American Republicans.

The spiritual bankruptcy of some American fundamentalist Christians.

On 18th January 2016 Donald Trump, "The Great Divider" addressed students at Liberty University in Lynchburg, VA.

This liberal arts University was founded by the late Jerry Falwell (he of the Christian Coalition), and is now headed by his son and heir, Jerry Falwell, Jr. It boasts 14,000 resident students and 100,000 on-line students.

Liberty University is committed to a Fundamentalist Christian "world view".

Donald Trump stands for everything which is opposed to the Christian Gospel. 

He worships wealth.
He is a master of self-aggrandisement.
He has little or no respect for women, for the poor, and for those at the margins of society (immigrants and refugees),
He is a consummate boaster,
He believes in himself far more, (if at all), than he believes in God,

He is reputed to have said that he has never felt the need for forgiveness.
He has reduced the solemn Christian rite of Holy Communion as "eating the little cookie".

Donald Trump stands for everything which is opposed to the Christian Gospel.

Despite all this, Jerry Falwell Jr, the current President of his so called Christian University has endorsed Trump as his preferred nominee for the Presidency of the United States. 

That's what happens when a Fundamentalist  Church  substitutes a right wing political manifesto for the good news from and of Jesus Christ. It leads to spiritual bankruptcy.

And I will gladly concede that liberal Churches often seem to substitute a left of centre manifesto   for the good news from and of Jesus Christ. That  also leads to spiritual bankruptcy.


 The intellectual dishonesty of some American Republicans.

President Obama  visited the Islamic Society of Baltimore yesterday. He delivered a powerful and unifying speech.

See, watch, and listen to this:

Despite the President's  gracious, uniting, inclusive and healing word the visit offended Marco Rubio, who called it yet another example of Obama’s constant pitting people against each other. I can’t stand that.

Dear Republican friends.  Please watch and listen to  the President's speech.  Here is is again:

Then, pray tell me, where exactly in the speech is the President "pitting people against each other"  as Senator Rubio asserts?

I assert that Rubio is being intellectually dishonest.  I defy my Republican friends to assert otherwise,  


Tuesday, 2 February 2016

I am a talker, but I can be out-talked.

It was probably some fifteen years ago that I slipped out of Cambridge MA on a Sunday afternoon and drove west,  in order to visit my friends Joe and Dee in Granby, MA.

 I sat on the deck alongside Dee and Joe's pool.  We sipped lemonade.

After about thirty minutes I said "Oh my goodness, I am quite the talker, I have not shut up in a half an hour"

Joe and Dee began to laugh,

Dee said: "you have not stopped talking in an hour and three quarters!"

Dee was correct.  She had "nailed me".


Last evening,  (1st February 2016) at about 5:00 p.m.  I was at the home of my dear friend Ben for some pre-dinner fellowship with Ben, Bob, Gordon, John, Rick and Bill.

Bill talked, and talked, and talked. I uttered not a word,

After about forty minutes I began to laugh.  I whispered to Rick, who was sitting on my left, and said "I am a talker, but I have been out-talked (and reduced to silence) by Bill. I can scarcely get a word in edgewise"

Rick responded with "you are not even in his league!"

What fun it was to be in the Calvin Coolidge Club, if only for one evening!

Monday, 1 February 2016

Musings from my Lanai

At the back of my home there is a Lanai (in truth it is a screened in porch) which looks out  on a retention pond (an essential feature in lowland Florida, without which we'd all be up to our calves in water).

This retention pond has become a sanctuary for fishes, turtles, and birds (no alligators to date!),

As I looked out today I  watched as an Osprey flopped into the pond, and then emerged with a fish in his.her talons.

She/he took the fish onto the flat roof of my immediate neighbour's home, where he/she enjoyed a good supper.

What joy

Photo'not mine (taken from Google  Images)

Great Lunch .... Povey/Chrisman Anglo-American Friendship Society.... My beloved Penne.

1.  Great Lunch 

I relaxed and enjoyed a fabulous lunch today at the home of my Sarasosed Anglophile friends Donna and Jack Chrisman.

English Bangers,

 British "back" bacon,

"Heinz" baked beans in  tomato sauce- (so delicious!)  (a well loved food in the U.K. - and enjoyed by so many U.S. citizens who have "crossed the pond".


Jack's utterly fabulous Frittata, and the pleasure of the company of Donna, Jack with Tay and Andy ( their Westies)

Tay and Andy.  I romped with them"

2.    Povey/Chrisman Anglo-American Friendship Society

We considered our time together to be yet another meeting of  the  Povey/Chrisman Anglo-American Friendship and Mutual Admiration Society

Jack and Donna met a fair number of Poveys when their were in England last year for the wedding of their grand-daughter.

Bristol Poveys who have visited me in SRQ (including my brother Martyn, his son Sam, My sisters Maureen and Jean, and their respective husbands Bern and John) have enjoyed joyous fellowship at Jack and Donna's Table

3.  My beloved Penne

She has an ear infection which is being teated by a daily application of ear drops.  When Penne sees me with the drops  she very obligingly tilts her head to one side, making life easier for me.  Then as I massage her ear she makes that soft throaty "uuuuh" sound, just as humans often do when they experience pleasure.

Penne has her second meal of the day at about 4:15 p.m.

Soon after she will here me as I change into street clothes.  That's the signal for her to come bounding into my bedroom, carrying her stuffed "squirrel" toy called "Baby". (A gift from her English Auntie Beth).   If I laugh Penne races around the house like a banshee. Then we play a game in which she bring me her "baby", pretends to resist when I take "Baby" from her jaws, a prelude to our game of throwing (me) and retrieving (Penne).   You can all but hear her laugh!