Re-purposing pre-owned cars

The rector has overlooked another unhappy aspect of the practice of minting words like “multitasking.” It is a gross abuse of our language by folks who ought to know better—one that devalues the English language by undermining vocabularies.

I confess I still can’t fly over an automobile sales lot without tossing my cookies (figuratively speaking) . . . → Read More: Re-purposing pre-owned cars

Folks who whine about obesity are often culprits

The so–called “Obesity Epidemic” leaves me cold. I have never worried about what the people in the pew look like. It’s not what’s in your old tum–tum that counts, but what’s in your heart.

Frankly, I can’t understand what’s so attractive about the “emaciated look.” Why on earth would perfectly nice looking people envy vacuous . . . → Read More: Folks who whine about obesity are often culprits

Three Cheers For John

I was probably the only person who witnessed last week’s wonder at first hand: It was John Woodall, the parish’s master electrician, swaying about, 60 feet up, on one of those cockamamie extending arm lifts replacing all the light bulbs in the sanctuary. It was an act of cool, calm courage and he deserves our . . . → Read More: Three Cheers For John

Sin hides out in the complaints department

One of the drawbacks to being a brass eagle is that you overhear an awful lot of conversations you’d rather not hear. Mark you, there’s nothing much that surprises me after 200 years or so in my profession.

The last time I was surprised was years ago when I overheard two bishops discussing sin. To . . . → Read More: Sin hides out in the complaints department

Pondering the pitfalls of Church advertising

The Roman Church has been running an advertising campaign aimed, I presume, at persuading lapsed Romans to return to the Church. Ecclesiastical advertising campaigns have always fascinated me, and I would be interested to know the name of the agency that conceived this one.

Advertising campaigns, after all, are best left in the hands of . . . → Read More: Pondering the pitfalls of Church advertising

Now that’s a crèche

We have a lovely crèche—a Nativity set—at St Stephens. It sits on the left side of the altar, and the Three Kings start at the far right. They slowly journey from the East to Bethlehem (well, strictly speaking, from South to North), arriving at Bethlehem by Epiphany. The pictures here show that progression, picking up . . . → Read More: Now that’s a crèche

Feast of the What? (The Clock in the Window)

Isaac decorated with a clock for New Year’s Day

As anyone who has attended Evensong at St Stephen’s knows, I often get dressed up for special choral occasions. (It’s a choir thing.) This includes Christmas Eve, for which I don a wonderful elf hat (originally made for me by one of the trebles), . . . → Read More: Feast of the What? (The Clock in the Window)

Don’t forget the Cook Book

The 2011 Cookie Walk Cook Book is going to be an anthology of your favorite drinks. To ensure that it’s a truly comprehensive guide to the art of making and mixing beverages, we need your recipes for all your favorite drinks—alcoholic and non-alcoholic.

The rector has promised us the secret of his devastating “Montgomery Martini”—a . . . → Read More: Don’t forget the Cook Book

It’s time to start baking for Cookie Walk 2011

It was bound to happen, of course: No sooner do I open my beak and accept a part time job writing for the parish newsletter than I get press–ganged into writing commercials about the Cookie Walk.

Please don’t think I’m boasting, but I’m well aware of the fact I write pretty good advertising copy—my “come-ons” . . . → Read More: It’s time to start baking for Cookie Walk 2011

Some clergymen can be an awful lot of fun

I’ve known more than a few clergymen in my time and not all of them have been dry old sticks. Some of them, in fact, have been the epitome of civilized and convivial company. One such was Henry Aldrich (1647–1710), a philosopher and theologian who was Vice Chancellor of Oxford University and Rector of . . . → Read More: Some clergymen can be an awful lot of fun