I haven't been able to make it to London today but it is great to see so many people marching through London demanding action on poverty, climate change and jobs, ahead of next week's G20 summit. There is some good coverage of the event on the BBC website...including some great photos.
We have had a good day resting, gardening and light shopping at the farmers market on Lark Lane. I am feeling particularly tired and in need of rubbish TV and nibbles. Mark and I had a great evening out last night (which is why I am a bit tired today - not used to late nights and spicy food) with some of the people I was ordained with last June. It was lovely to relax and talk about some oft he adventures we have been having. Mine has been a strange year - with a mix of commitments inside and outside of the parish - not exactly what I had expected from my diaconate year. But, I am looking forward to a more normal parish life after Easter. I am struggling to get my head round being ordained priest in June...but that is still a while off so perhaps it will fall into place before then.
Right, I am off to read a bit of my book and doze on the sofa.
Today is Margie's 70th Birthday! Margie is one of my parishioners and very funny. On Sunday she and I sang ABBA's Dancing Queen at the Karaoke and we were great! The picture above was originally posted on Mark's blog but I reproduce it here as a tribute to the marvelous Margie and her 70 years on God's earth.
It has been quite an odd day. I am very tired and spent most of the morning either asleep or dozing or reading. Then this afternoon Mark and I went to see the mighty Count Arthur Strong. It was a bit strange going to the theatre in the afternoon but once that was got over we chuckled our way through the Counts recollections of his life at the BBBBC. Very funny.
Eva is at a sleep over so we have the house to ourselves and in true Mark and Ellen style are now busy relaxing in separate rooms! What a funny couple we are...
Anyway, I did watch some Tv tonight - particularly enjoyed the dancing for comic relief...the two final acts were these:
I am off back to bed to read my book - The 19th Wife...I must agree with Richard and Judy on tis one - it's a very enjoyable read.
The New Q-park at Liverpool One...cold and confusing.
One of my favourite carparks is the one on the corner of Islington, opposite the national express bus station. It costs £3.50 all day and the man who organises it is suitably grumpy but he has an amazing way of rationalising the cars. He arranges them by size. The 4x4's are parked in one area, the boring fords and vauxhalls are in another area and the small cars are arranged in the middle island. He insists that you park incredibly close to the car next to you (if you complain he suggests that you go on a diet!). To be honest there is a lot to complain about because his technique is both surly and aggressive but I have a great deal of respect for his commitment to car park arranging and have never seen such efficiency. Even after a bit of back-chat he always says goodbye and wishes you well.
Quite the opposite can be said for the new Q-park at Liverpool One. It is expensive, dangerous and far too big (we lost the car today). I am also not sure that there is enough ventilation - I felt sick trying to find the car! Although I like the John Lewis carpark - bacause you get to use the walkway across the bus station this is also a Q-park and has many of the weaknesses of the Liverpool one. I discovered the other day that they also charge for bicycles which seems to be a bit of a cheek because you can't put them anywhere else in Liverpool One.
I am quite happy to walk in to town and get a bus or taxi back...except when it's raining! Hey ho.
I have lived in Liverpool since I was 18years old. I came here to study drama, pop music and be an actor. I spent a couple of years in a theatre company in Leeds during the mid 1990's returning to start an academic career at Edge Hill University in 1998. In 2001 I started to explore the possibility of full time ministry in the church of England. After a long period of discernment I started at Trinity College, Bristol in 2006 and trained be a vicar.
I was ordained as a Deacon in Liverpool Anglican Cathedral in June 2008 and ordained priest in June 2009. I am serving as the assistant curate at St John Chrysostom and St Peter's churches, Everton.