Sheila Bridge Blog
If you are currently lacking in 'Tra la, la', allow me to bring you some 'comfort and joy'. Yesterday I shouted at the man on the radio (there will be a fair amount of shouting in this post, indicated by capital letters, do feel free to join in). The DJ said, 'Advent is about waiting... Continue Reading →
Yesterday the General Synod voted on the admission of women to the episcopate. I began the day much earlier than I'd hoped after a restless night, so it was in the early hours before dawn that I spent a lot of time wondering what the day would bring. I knew there was a real possibility... Continue Reading →
Hope is one of those notions that is hard to grasp... is it a feeling, is it a fact? Does having 'hope' really matter in a humdrum world where having enough money to pay the bills seems much more important? For most people hope is rather like a like a balloon: pretty but lacking any... Continue Reading →
This is one of the most thought provoking novels I've read in a long time. It was published in 1966, won awards and has been a film, a stage play and even a ballet since then. It tells the story of Charlie, a young man in his twenties who is 'retarded' (the author's word for... Continue Reading →
I wonder how many people went to bed on Sunday evening thinking about death and God and suffering in way they hadn't expected to be thinking before they sat down to watch Downton? Sunday night's episode should have had a (mental) health warning: 'Not for the recently bereaved or terminally ill'. Downton Abbey is a... Continue Reading →
'Hope Springs' is the story of a couple married for 31 years who attend a week's intensive counselling course in a desperate bid to put the spark back into their marriage. It's billed as a comedy and it is very funny and ultimately feel-good but with ALOT of 'ouch' moments along the way. In... Continue Reading →
(This post is really only for people interested in Triathlons!) Last weekend was the London Tri organised by Virgin Active. It advertises itself as the world's largest so I guess that must be true. Don't let that put you off though if you are thinking of entering an open water triathlon. You can do Sprint... Continue Reading →
Is it a sign of my age that I understand the connection between a cassette tape and a pencil? Or is it a sign of the accelerated rate of change/progress since my youth? I prefer to think its the latter. But there are an increasing number of things that are now unintellligible to my even... Continue Reading →
So back at Easter I was handed 3 manky looking potatoes and asked to plant them. The idea was that come our annual Harvest service we would all be able to bring along our home-grown bounty, instead of just popping out to Tesco's the night before muttering 'Oh bother, it's harvest and I haven't got... Continue Reading →
While I was away at New Wine (a 'big Christian camping convention' for anyone unfamiliar with UK Church scene) I realised I'd forgotten to take any shampoo. Browsing in local supermarket, I came across these products that promised to 'Revive Me Daily' and was mildly amused by the appropriateness of such an aspiration given my... Continue Reading →
