In Germany
So now I'm in Germany, after having driven 500 kilometres and spent 4 hours on the ferry yesterday. I'm not a good seafarer, but the sea was very calm, I hardly realised we were travelling it was that calm. I didn't have to take the advice of one friend to stand down wind so the sick doesn't fly back into my face and mess up my hairdo. So there!
Driving in the Netherlands requires a whole different set of skills, namely to ignore all other drivers on the road and keep going towards your goal, ignoring all distractions in the shape of other cars, bicycles or pedestrians, avoiding them as far as in you lies. I managed without major incidents and soon crossed the border into Germany.
So I made it, arrived home at 6 pm, having travelled for 11 hours.
Oh by the way - if anyone is considering using the RAC website for directions and indications of how long a journey might take - don't! According to the RAC, the trip from Nottingham to Harwich should have taken 4 1/2 hours, meaning I would have left Nottingham at 4.30 am. Thankfully, I double checked on
www.viamichelin.com and found out it would be more like 3 hours, so I left at a quarter to six. I still got there miles too early (having driven most of the route German-style). It took me 2 hours 45 minutes.
Church Weekends and Visiting Friends
That rhymes!
Last weekend, I went to Eastbourne with my sending church (
St Andrews)We stayed in a very nice hotel, with full board, where I got lessons in 'how to eat proper-like' (did you know that you are meant to break off little bits of your breadroll, and butter them individually??) from Sarah-Jo (are you spelled with a hyphen?) just in case I'll ever dine with a bishop.
We ate too much and indulged in a lot of liquid worship. In between, we even got some Bible teaching in, delivered by Phil Moon (nothing to do with the Moonies, he assured us) on how to be family, based on Ephesians 3 I think.
Then, on my way back from Crawley, I went the wrong way around the M25 (anti-clockwise) to pick up my very good friend Sandy from near Tonbridge, to take her back up with me to Nottingham for a couple of days. Thanks Phil for lending her to me! We had a lovely time just yakking and putting the world to rights (Sands we never prayed together in the end!), and she experienced college life too - the food, the Morning Prayer etc. AND she liked it! This is Sandy lying on the floor in my flat, looking at a picture on the wall:
And just because I like it so much, this is Luke, who lives in the flat above me, getting into the swing of the stressful, strenuous life that is being a vicar:
Couldn't resist this...
Thanks to Lee for the link.
Have a look here for one of
the latest Apple Ads. Ouch! :-)
