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Begin your New Year with beauty.

This beautiful photograph was posted by my very dear friends Derrick Jackson and Dr. Michelle Holmes for the New Year.   We grew to love and respect each other in Cambridge, MA 2000-2006.

It is my honour to share it with you.

Michelle is a breast cancer researcher at Harvard Medical School, a valued truth-teller, and an Appalachian Trail walker.

Derrick is a storied newspaper columnist, a skilled photographer -  I have four of his signed and framed photo's on my walls - 

(1) Nelson Mandela receiving an honorary Doctorate at Harvard;.

(2) Barack Obama in Chicago the night he was elected President when we had hope, and a truth telling future Chief Executive,

(3) Half Dome at Yosemite

(4)  A red shouldered Hawk taken at Myakka River State Park when Derrick visited me in SRQ

Derrick is also the photographer for the restoration of Puffins to a Maine Island.



Dec 31st midnight silliness

Thanks to the person who posted this on my Face Book time line.

What's cookin' at Chez Povey (and why?)


A visitor to "my park"

Zion and I walk each day (sometimes three times) in a not well known jewel of the City of Sarasota - Arlington Park.  It's a lovely place, not immaculately groomed like many urban parks, but more like a bit of rural Florida in the middle of a City.

We know many of the other "regulars" and their dogs but we encountered a stranger last week.

The anxiety dreams of preachers and their possible roots

Last night I had one of those anxiety dreams which are common to teachers, doctors, preachers etc.

I often remember my dreams in considerable detail - such was the case yesterday.  

I'll spare you the whole thing but it had one of those "the Emperor's cloths" themes.

I was in the pulpit at St. Boniface Church in Sarasota (my dog joining me), but when I opened the folder which should have held my printed text I found pages and pages of recipes, but no sermon.

I had to wing it.  So I said  "There are two things we all need to know: human beings are capable of great cruelty, and human beings are capable of amazing love".

Then I was lost for words.  (Doesn't happen often in waking life!) 
So I said "let's read Psalm 11".   

I scanned the Sunday leaflet for the text of the Psalm, but it was nowhere to be found.  Someone handed me a Bible, but I couldn't remember how to find the Psalms.  Another person handed me a Prayer Book, but the page on which…

On meeting someone as wacky as I. (Or "how to curse with elegance")

Remember fondues from the days when they were served at every other drinks party?

Then they went out of style.  Pity the sad Fondue pots banished to storage in the attic or basement.

The good news (or the bad news depending on your taste) is that Trader Joe's is trying to resurrect the fondue with a ready made sauce.

They were giving out samples yesterday. After a taste I said to the staff member in charge of samples  --- "Fondue, now there's a word which has gone out of style".

She agreed.  I suggested that we should resurrect it as an elegant curse e.g. when dropping an egg on the kitchen floor we should not say  "Oh sh-t", but "Oh Fondue".  

Or " Why in the Fondue did the President say that" ( to be used many times each day).

The Trader Joe's employee liked the idea.  When her young daughter steps out of line she will say, with a furrowed brow and a reproachful tone  " Oh Fondue"  ( i.e.  "whatever possessed you do/say th…


Via Arthur L 

Via Rick R

Yes to Christmas Day 2018

I do not open the Christmas Cards I've received until Christmas Day.  That way I can take an hour or to savour the memories of old friends, and to rejoice in the ways they have loved and cared for me.

After a few chilly days and nights it's been pleasantly warm today.  A day to leave my front doors open, and for Zion to bask in the sun.

For the fourth or fifth Christmas Day in row my friends Diana and Fred have asked me to join them for the "over the top" Christmas Buffet at the Longboat Key Yacht Club.

Here is the raw bar with cheeses, shrimp, oysters on the half shell (yum), cold salmon (and great salads which you cannot see)

There were two other stations, one with a "carvery" (ham, turkey breast, prime rib beef) and great vegetables in abundance; another with desserts to die for.

Fred and Diana are great hosts.  At table with us were three of their church friends who turned out to be delightful company.


Merry Christmas

Blessings one and all.

The picture attached is of Park Square, Pittsfield, MA  in the festive season. (thanks Tim McF)

St. Stephen's, the parish I served from 1984-2000 is set back a bit from the Square so it is not always to be seen in photo's, pictures etc.

Thanks to the artist who created this, St. Stephen's is to be seen on the right.

With gratitude to the parishioners who tolerated my foibles, and loved me a lot.

This made me giggle.

Via my brother David

Christmas in Povey land 1950's/60's

There were treats which always appeared at Christmas-tide

Dates in a box, usually on the stem, never pitted, sometimes with a little wooden fork to avoid sticky fingers.

Always Jordan Almonds.  To suck them gently until the almond emerged, or to chew them and risk ruining teeth? 
Dried figs  (one of my Mum's favourites). I never saw or ate a fresh fig  (yum!) until about twenty five years ago.

Figgy pudding.  I've never seen or eaten this despite singing "we all want some figgy pudding" and "we won't go until we've got some"

Never figgy pudding, but always home made Christmas Pudding made by my mother and oldest sister  (in November).  
Never with white sauce, always with Mr. Bird's Custard.

Invented by Mr. Alfred Bird for his wife who was allergic to eggs which are a staple ingredient in traditional custards.  Bird's Custard is a beloved staple in the U.K.

Pedant's Corner

Whilst I am wallowing in pedantry I remind you that you cannot wish someone happiness for a belated birthday.
You can send belated greetings, you can have a belated birthday party or celebration.
But please, you should not write "Happy belated birthday". (I know that you will do so whatever I say!!)

Please do not tell my primary care physician.

She would  be very cross with me for eating mostly unhealthy food,

But my body longed for comfort food for lunch, on this cold, grey and rainy day in SRQ

Processed "pulled pork"  - utterly unhealthy.
Canned Chili -  fairly unhealthy, but at least it included beans.
Baked Acorn squash - as healthy as you get.
The healthy squash more than made up for the processed pork and chili. 
Or so I want to believe!

Humour,via various Face Book friends.


Good night Irene

My beloved and sole surviving aunt,  Irene Finch passed from this life on 1st December 2018 at aged 93.  I have known her for all of my life.  She was always my favourite aunt.

Her funeral services were held 18th Dec 2018 in Bristol, U.K.

I could not be there.  So I had my own personal, prayerful  and private remembrances of her in my home at the same time as her funeral in Bristol.

She'd requested that instead of wreaths or sprays of flowers each mourner would bring a single flower to be placed on the Church altar table.  It's hard to buy just one flower so I chose this simple orchid.  Irene once gave me the model VW car, for I had at one time owned such a car.
I spent some time thinking about Irene and some of  the times we had been together in the U.K. or in the U.S.A., a kind of silent eulogy.
She had also requested that "How Great Thou Art" be sung at the Church service, and that "Goodnight Irene"  be played at the end of the celebration of her life.

Saturday's good stuff

My N.Y.C. friend Kathy took this photo' in Garrison, New York. Oh such beauty!  Yes, she and I know that Bitter Sweet is an invasive species and should be eradicated.  But so am I, an immigrant from the U.K. in 1976.  Please, pretty please do not plan to eradicate me!


One by one the fluorescent tubes in my kitchen lighting burned out.  I lived with the increasing darkness, scarcely noticing it, until I realised the other day that "this kitchen is very dark".  
The tubes were replaced today.  Oh Fiat Lux!

It made me think about those relationships/marriages/friendships etc which grow darker every day.  The partners settle for life in the darkness,  until one or both of them understand that "this is no way to live".

A submarine made of cheese - or Brexit explained. (FUNNY!!!)


PHEW! (sort of), Theresa May, and Brexit

So, Theresa May survived a Tory Party Vote of Confidence today and thus continues to be the leader of the Tory Party, and the Queen's Prime Minister.  

N.B. It was not a Parliamentary vote, but a Tory Party vote.

Please also note that this was essentially an English Vote.  Of the three hundred and seventeen Tory Members of Parliament at Westminster who were eligible to vote,  only thirteen were from Scotland, and only eight from Wales. None were  from Northern Ireland. So much for a United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland!

The U.K. political world is chaotic as it stands, but lord only knows what would have been the chaos upon chaos had May lust the vote.

My "phew" is of course just for now. Sooner rather than later Mrs. May will have to bring the exit strategy she has negotiated with the E.U.  for a vote in the House of Commons.  

Parliament is so divided that it's hard for me to believe that it has a devil of a chance of approval.  The devil is in the detai…

A library and dogs.

Zion and I were back at New College of Florida on Monday 10th.