Monday I had a migraine again. In all fairness I had had inklings of it all weekend and taken Sunday off due to feeling slightly migrainous but Monday was not good. I was glad when it was gone on Tuesday.
Tuesday I was into work. They are running out of space for all they want to do in the building where I am working. The result is they want to shorten my workspace by about 2 ft. Nothing much to worry about really except I have to make sure I have a place for a chair and then I need to chuck some old boxes. Then shopping in the evening for food and such.
Wednesday was totally undramatic except we tried at work my ginger cake which was too dry. My mistake for missing out the oil, but this led me to ask further how to make it more moist and not only was the absense of oil spotted but the suggestion of putting in sweet potato. I redid it on Friday night so that Mum could try it on Saturday and the new recipe works really well. I need to cook it for longer, I think 45 minutes at 200C in my oven, as it flopped slightly while cooling. Once I have confirmed that was the only error I will release the recipe and let others try it. It is very gingery but that is what you should expect from a ginger cake.
Thursday was my day for visiting Birmingham for supervision. I originally planned to walk out from the city centre but the weather forecast was for poor weather so I decided to train in instead. In Birmingham the train runs right onto the Edgebaston Campus and within half a mile of the Selly Oak one. Actually a small break through on how to keep my self from hitting a crisis point when I arrive back at Sheffield. The solution is soup from the buffet at Birmingham New Street Station. I turn up for the train ahead of the one I am booked on and I buy myself a bowl of soup and eat it before I catch the train. It has enough energy stuff in it to keep me going until I get home and can cook myself tea. I found a couple of papers that were relevant to my PhD and then saw my supervisor.
Friday, was quiet as a whole although I ended up making the ginger cake on the evening and that meant going shopping but as I needed to shop for lunch the next day anyway it really was only the cake that was extra. So I also got out my acrylic paints and had a go at just painting, nothing really specific just messing around with the colours to see what sort of effects I could get. The main problem was that the set lacked black, and there really is no way you can mix black. Other than that I am going to have to sort out what I use as a palette and then get some ideas about what I want to paint when I do this sort of painting. I am not sure at all at present.
Saturday my parents came over. I asked them to come later than usual as I awoke fairly tired. So they came about lunch time, I kept putting the meal on too late but we were eating 1:10 p.m.. The main course was a ready made pie, green veg and sweet potato and butternut squash mash. The pie and the green veg were ready prepared and the mash just pre prepared into cubes which needed boiling and then mashing so very very simple. The pudding was the ginger cake with soya "cream" which was good enough to require second slices of for all of us. The fact that it was low sugar, had oats and sweet potato in made it very easy to justify. We then went into town to find Easter presents for Hannah and Sam. Mothercare provided Hannah's before we got down town but Sam's was just not turning up. In the end we gave up and came back home as Mum said Dad was getting tired and he was certainly not finding it easy going. We then had ginger and lemon tea with Apple hot cross buns before Mum and Dad went home.
Today I was over to Chesterfield, the sun was shining and the sky was blue. The service was fine, except David's sermon did not pass basic biblical muster, too simple a solution to the problem of why do we have the Old Testament. My answer is simply because without it we would have a very sparse view of God's relationship to humanity. The gospel and the church do not come out of nowhere but out of a tradition that spans millenia. David's seemed to think it was something to do with the evidence of failure of our law keeping. Now the only problem is that covenant pre-dates law, by a couple of centuries and covenants that matter are always made solely by God. It is because they are the chosen people of the covenant the Jew's recieve the law. The initiative is solely God's. Anyway things look as if they will be fairly quiet over this week with just house group to go to. Holy week I have Maundy Thursday service and then there may be a Good Friday but as I need to write that weekend and it is my fathers 80th Birthday I am wary.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Busy with PhD
Lets see what the last fortnight has brought. A week ago on Tuesday I got to doing another interview for my PhD. For this one the recording lasted over two hours which means it is going to be a difficult on to transcribe however a lot of it was interesting. This couple naturally talked at a more theoretical level than most people. He was a former church secretary and it was clear that he had thought about what was going on in the church. One of his objections was the diminition of the role of elder within the church and how elders should be far more the leadership within the congregation. I still have to copy the recording onto my computer and the file will be large. Maybe I let my computer do it while I am at writers group tomorrow
I have been to two housegroups as well. One last Wednesday and one this. They are at present studying Romans and people seem to be happier to talk about what is going on in Romans rather than on James which they had earlier. I wondered partly if the non-talking earlier was due to me being there but the leader of the group complained to me about it as if it was always there. I think he now expects people to phone him with queries, but I suspect they won't although they may talk with David Legge. There is still the old mentality of the minister being the authority on such matters, much as David may not like it. Actually I think there is something more going on. I would guess probably in the 1970s but maybe either earlier or later the church was faced with a generation of young people who took a quizzical look at the faith rather than accepting it authoritatively from their elders. I know many people always did, but there was a change in society with respect to how open one could be. What concerns me is not directly what happened to the young people themselves but what I noticed happened to the middle aged. They did not start doubting their faith, but they lossed confidence in themselves to talk and express it. Therefore they withdrew from situations where these questions were asked. I don't believe it has caused a whole sale collapse of the church but it has caused a change in the character of the church. The church today is far more conservatives than it was. People seem to be looking for people who are coping with the questioning and on the surface the conservatives seem to do this. This is showing itself in a number of ways in my thesis (more later).
The weekend St Andrew's Chesterfield was having one of its busy weekends. It had a gift day on the Saturday, which was held in the Michael room. For those who want some idea of size the Michael Room is a long thin room and must have about the same area as my lounge, perhaps my lounge is bigger. The gift day is solely within the congregation. There were two small tables that seat six max up for coffee. and a tray with the coffee on plus a smaller table for the treasurer. The room was thus full. They previously had dropped in individually to see the minister in his study, this year no one bothered about dropping in so David came out to chat. On the evening they had a quiz. It was organised by Rosemary and Ian who are not the usual suspects. What was not obvious was that the quiz night was openned to all Chesterfield churches and there was a good turn out from Rosehill Group as well as Holymoorside. It was not the sort of quiz I am good at, the wrong questions all the way through but we did not come last. Teams were created on the night. David and I tried to set up a microphone in the hall but it just played to the echo and therefore people were less audible.
Sunday they had two services but as I was writing I only went to the evening one. It was a Just Desserts and at the start of these David normally has a colouring activity for the children and discussion questions for the adults. Well he had both ready this time. The first question on the adult discussion paper was on whether Jesus knew he was going to be crucified. That was talked about. The next line mentioned the children's colouring activity and that is normally skipped adults don't colour things because Children do. Well almost every single adult did the colouring activity this week. I can suppose a variety of reasons such as: joint table (normally separate)= shared space, type of activity (decorate a cross with what is important in your lives), a method of avoiding the questions on the paper. It was intriguing behaviour. If I had done it or one or two had done it, it wouldn't have counted but everyone but one did it and there were about eight to ten adults all told.
The weather has taken a turn for the better a couple of days recently I have gone out in only a thick jumper. I would not do this if it was for a whole day but if just for about an hour then it can be pleasant and there is really not much risk of rain. On Wednesday at prayer group we sat out in the garden. Rosie who normally tries to get us out whatever the weather was sceptical but St Andrews Sheffield garden is so sheltered that, although it would have been difficult to sit out anywhere else in Sheffield, there it was very pleasant.
I have only had a half day off with migraine this last fortnight. The rest of stuff has been much more slight although I did miss church today. Telling a lie actually I decided as I was feeling over pressurised last night that I had better not go this morning and just catch up on what I had not done which was partly write other visits up. However as is typical of such situations I then threw a mild migraine this morning which was over by 11:00 a.m. but that was too late to go to church. The dispiriting thing is finding new things to try to see if the migraine will diminish. I have found that lavender, geranium and majoram essential oils put on an evaporator seem to help and I went to a cranial osteopath on Friday to see if they could do anything. He commented that my back was very tense (tell me something I did not know) but also at one time asked if I had had any other head injuries, none that I can recall. It was Cathy who seemed to be good at hitting her head when we were children.
This last weekend has been a cooking and baking one. I have made dhal and cooked rice. Also made a ginger cake which is an experiment as it has very little sugar in it and I replaced half the flour with buckwheat flour. I wanted to use oatmeal but Tescos did not seem to sell that. I thought I had got it with micro oats but that turned out to be oats for making porridge in the microwave. So Mum and Dad as you eat porridge I will send that back with you if you do not mind.
Oh Gell St Park has lots of wild daffodils all flowering at the moment.
This week I am off to Birmingham to see my supervisor. Otherwise just a normal week.
I have been to two housegroups as well. One last Wednesday and one this. They are at present studying Romans and people seem to be happier to talk about what is going on in Romans rather than on James which they had earlier. I wondered partly if the non-talking earlier was due to me being there but the leader of the group complained to me about it as if it was always there. I think he now expects people to phone him with queries, but I suspect they won't although they may talk with David Legge. There is still the old mentality of the minister being the authority on such matters, much as David may not like it. Actually I think there is something more going on. I would guess probably in the 1970s but maybe either earlier or later the church was faced with a generation of young people who took a quizzical look at the faith rather than accepting it authoritatively from their elders. I know many people always did, but there was a change in society with respect to how open one could be. What concerns me is not directly what happened to the young people themselves but what I noticed happened to the middle aged. They did not start doubting their faith, but they lossed confidence in themselves to talk and express it. Therefore they withdrew from situations where these questions were asked. I don't believe it has caused a whole sale collapse of the church but it has caused a change in the character of the church. The church today is far more conservatives than it was. People seem to be looking for people who are coping with the questioning and on the surface the conservatives seem to do this. This is showing itself in a number of ways in my thesis (more later).
The weekend St Andrew's Chesterfield was having one of its busy weekends. It had a gift day on the Saturday, which was held in the Michael room. For those who want some idea of size the Michael Room is a long thin room and must have about the same area as my lounge, perhaps my lounge is bigger. The gift day is solely within the congregation. There were two small tables that seat six max up for coffee. and a tray with the coffee on plus a smaller table for the treasurer. The room was thus full. They previously had dropped in individually to see the minister in his study, this year no one bothered about dropping in so David came out to chat. On the evening they had a quiz. It was organised by Rosemary and Ian who are not the usual suspects. What was not obvious was that the quiz night was openned to all Chesterfield churches and there was a good turn out from Rosehill Group as well as Holymoorside. It was not the sort of quiz I am good at, the wrong questions all the way through but we did not come last. Teams were created on the night. David and I tried to set up a microphone in the hall but it just played to the echo and therefore people were less audible.
Sunday they had two services but as I was writing I only went to the evening one. It was a Just Desserts and at the start of these David normally has a colouring activity for the children and discussion questions for the adults. Well he had both ready this time. The first question on the adult discussion paper was on whether Jesus knew he was going to be crucified. That was talked about. The next line mentioned the children's colouring activity and that is normally skipped adults don't colour things because Children do. Well almost every single adult did the colouring activity this week. I can suppose a variety of reasons such as: joint table (normally separate)= shared space, type of activity (decorate a cross with what is important in your lives), a method of avoiding the questions on the paper. It was intriguing behaviour. If I had done it or one or two had done it, it wouldn't have counted but everyone but one did it and there were about eight to ten adults all told.
The weather has taken a turn for the better a couple of days recently I have gone out in only a thick jumper. I would not do this if it was for a whole day but if just for about an hour then it can be pleasant and there is really not much risk of rain. On Wednesday at prayer group we sat out in the garden. Rosie who normally tries to get us out whatever the weather was sceptical but St Andrews Sheffield garden is so sheltered that, although it would have been difficult to sit out anywhere else in Sheffield, there it was very pleasant.
I have only had a half day off with migraine this last fortnight. The rest of stuff has been much more slight although I did miss church today. Telling a lie actually I decided as I was feeling over pressurised last night that I had better not go this morning and just catch up on what I had not done which was partly write other visits up. However as is typical of such situations I then threw a mild migraine this morning which was over by 11:00 a.m. but that was too late to go to church. The dispiriting thing is finding new things to try to see if the migraine will diminish. I have found that lavender, geranium and majoram essential oils put on an evaporator seem to help and I went to a cranial osteopath on Friday to see if they could do anything. He commented that my back was very tense (tell me something I did not know) but also at one time asked if I had had any other head injuries, none that I can recall. It was Cathy who seemed to be good at hitting her head when we were children.
This last weekend has been a cooking and baking one. I have made dhal and cooked rice. Also made a ginger cake which is an experiment as it has very little sugar in it and I replaced half the flour with buckwheat flour. I wanted to use oatmeal but Tescos did not seem to sell that. I thought I had got it with micro oats but that turned out to be oats for making porridge in the microwave. So Mum and Dad as you eat porridge I will send that back with you if you do not mind.
Oh Gell St Park has lots of wild daffodils all flowering at the moment.
This week I am off to Birmingham to see my supervisor. Otherwise just a normal week.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Thesis week before a weekend with my parents
Lets see what is happened this week. Monday was a none date due to a migraine but got to the doctor who agreed I could put medication up in the aftermath of the migraine and see if that gets me out of the post migrainous spell I seem to go through. Its a funny state, not really full blown migraine but still not totally a-migrainous either. I tire easily and get migraines quite often in that state. So we shall see if this will get rid of the state.
In work on Tuesday, well I had an interview planned for the Tuesday but the grandchild of the person was off sick on the Monday so had to be off on the tuesday and that meant Gran was child sitting. Child is a special child and I am quite sure requires a lot of Gran's attention when child sitting. So that was postponed to Wednesday. So I spent tuesday installing SPSS 17 on my machine instead and also putting in data for Churches Worker with Elderly people. Fortunately I had no appointments on Wednesday so the swap was easily made. The interview went well. Although the weather was doing fancy things. It was lovely sunny when I drove there and drove home but I looked up during the interview and thought "hum I wonder where that cherry tree is that is loosing its petals." The second time I looked up I thought "Duh those petals are snow" but the contrast of white soft flakes falling against what otherwise looked like a lovely spring day made me think they were cherry blossom rather than snow. I am fairly tired after I have done an interview so the write-up largely got left to the following day.
Thursday I spent the mornign writing up the interview. In the afternoon I got a letter from Birmingham University saying they had changed the "upgrade" procedure. They call it an upgrade but as I was accepted at a PhD level they can only down grade me. However as there is no problem with me passing this. I have done the work several times over for the old procedure I have not been particularly fussed about getting it but I have submitted. So I am in the odd situation of having submitted for this under the old rules but with new rules in place or should be in place before they are considered. Well I forwarded the email to my supervisor and asked him to clarify my situation. I will need to do significant re-writing if I have to submit under the new rules. They want a chapter written instead of just an extended piece of academic writing. They also want an interview but that is not really a problem as I am on top of things.
Friday I went to breakfast then onto work. The reasons for going to breakfast was I need to pay for my Reform and Messenger subscription and I needed to take a cheque out of my pigeon hole and put it in Jean Dickson's (well as she was at breakfast I actually handed her it). Now I know that sounds like a waste of energy but that was the agreed route for these things. The reason for it passing into my hands was that my signature should be on it, but I happened to have already signed one. Then on the evening I came across to Stockport and have been with my parents ever since.
Saturday we went to Lyme Park for a walk. We did not go very far, just up the hill and back down again. We saw a couple of sky larks, one of them ascending and Dad did some plane spotting. You can see planes coming in from Manchester Airport and Woodford Aerodrome from the hills near there. Then we went and had a coffee at the cafe by the pond. In the afternoon I ordered for Dad on his account Sam's and Hannah's easter presents.
Today Mum had a cold so has stayed home from church. I actually feel quite uncomfortable going to a church that isn't my placement church so I decided to stay home as well. That has left Dad to go to church which he has done. For Mum I sent on the emails from Aunties Val and Jean this week to Jack and Myrtle. Mum was going to put the print outs into an envelope and send them on. Dad should be back soon.
This week I have another interview coming up, this time with a former church secretary with a housegroup on Wednesday. Next weekend is also a writing one but St Andrew's Chesterfield Gift day and quiz night so busy. That is part of the reason why I wrote this this week.
In work on Tuesday, well I had an interview planned for the Tuesday but the grandchild of the person was off sick on the Monday so had to be off on the tuesday and that meant Gran was child sitting. Child is a special child and I am quite sure requires a lot of Gran's attention when child sitting. So that was postponed to Wednesday. So I spent tuesday installing SPSS 17 on my machine instead and also putting in data for Churches Worker with Elderly people. Fortunately I had no appointments on Wednesday so the swap was easily made. The interview went well. Although the weather was doing fancy things. It was lovely sunny when I drove there and drove home but I looked up during the interview and thought "hum I wonder where that cherry tree is that is loosing its petals." The second time I looked up I thought "Duh those petals are snow" but the contrast of white soft flakes falling against what otherwise looked like a lovely spring day made me think they were cherry blossom rather than snow. I am fairly tired after I have done an interview so the write-up largely got left to the following day.
Thursday I spent the mornign writing up the interview. In the afternoon I got a letter from Birmingham University saying they had changed the "upgrade" procedure. They call it an upgrade but as I was accepted at a PhD level they can only down grade me. However as there is no problem with me passing this. I have done the work several times over for the old procedure I have not been particularly fussed about getting it but I have submitted. So I am in the odd situation of having submitted for this under the old rules but with new rules in place or should be in place before they are considered. Well I forwarded the email to my supervisor and asked him to clarify my situation. I will need to do significant re-writing if I have to submit under the new rules. They want a chapter written instead of just an extended piece of academic writing. They also want an interview but that is not really a problem as I am on top of things.
Friday I went to breakfast then onto work. The reasons for going to breakfast was I need to pay for my Reform and Messenger subscription and I needed to take a cheque out of my pigeon hole and put it in Jean Dickson's (well as she was at breakfast I actually handed her it). Now I know that sounds like a waste of energy but that was the agreed route for these things. The reason for it passing into my hands was that my signature should be on it, but I happened to have already signed one. Then on the evening I came across to Stockport and have been with my parents ever since.
Saturday we went to Lyme Park for a walk. We did not go very far, just up the hill and back down again. We saw a couple of sky larks, one of them ascending and Dad did some plane spotting. You can see planes coming in from Manchester Airport and Woodford Aerodrome from the hills near there. Then we went and had a coffee at the cafe by the pond. In the afternoon I ordered for Dad on his account Sam's and Hannah's easter presents.
Today Mum had a cold so has stayed home from church. I actually feel quite uncomfortable going to a church that isn't my placement church so I decided to stay home as well. That has left Dad to go to church which he has done. For Mum I sent on the emails from Aunties Val and Jean this week to Jack and Myrtle. Mum was going to put the print outs into an envelope and send them on. Dad should be back soon.
This week I have another interview coming up, this time with a former church secretary with a housegroup on Wednesday. Next weekend is also a writing one but St Andrew's Chesterfield Gift day and quiz night so busy. That is part of the reason why I wrote this this week.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Supervision and a busy Friday
Lets see what has been going on. I made writing group this Monday and enjoyed it. They decided that they would meet at one of the individuals homes rather than at St Andrews for the workshop on Saturday so I had the task of unsetting the heating.
I must admit Tuesday and Wednesday are rather blank. The only thing of note was Stuart came around on Wednesday for a shower. The boiler failed at his bed sit just right in the coldest spell of the winter. His Landlady who is another member of St Andrews was away in Northern Ireland at the time looking after her father. So he did not feel able to get a plumber in to fix it. It was a fortnight before she was back and she could call a plumber. There has since been a temporary repair but he has been using my blower heater and coming around for showers. I think it largely reflects Stuarts lack of get up and go, as I pretty sure in the circumstances he could have called a plumber out to fix the boiler and then charged the amount to his Landlady as essential work. Anyway he was around for a shower, he wanted to come this Monday but as I am at writers group its a no can do situation.
Thursday I was down to Birmingham. A day with nothing untoward happening. So I started off wrongly by leaving my diary in work, so had to go round via work however I caught the tram down instead of walking. Got to the station and there were NO queues to collect tickets!!!! I just walked up to the machine to collect mine and got it. Oh the coffee shop had no soya milk so it was a black decaff Americano instead and there was someone sitting in my seat, she tried to say it was the window seat but it wasn't that on the overhead and I had requested an aisle seat. Got the next train out to the University, and went to Ryman's to buy a sketch book, a clipboard (for Saturday) and a pencil case then went onto the Arts building and found somewhere to eat lunch. Maybe I should have fought my way through to a computer (role on Easter when there are few undergrads about) but reading through my papers for a supervision and having lunch seemed better. Then up to supervision. I must think the most intensely I ever do during that half hour. I certainly come out of a supervision in something of a daze. I happened to leave the building at the same time as another mature postgrad. We compared notes on scarcity of literature. His PhD is on mining in Staffordshire and he could find one e-journal. I was busy envying him. We don't have a paper journal let alone an e-journal yet. Admittedly as the area is cross disciplinary I have a massive collection of books to at least look at. The journey back was smooth. I think I got the 4:00 p.m. train rather than the 4:30 p.m. The train was a swish new one. The colour was distinctly different, there were less table seats and the reservations were all by card as they had not got the system working. The taxi driver running me home was superb, got me to the top of Gell St in the rush hour in less than ten minutes. We they had to wait, because cars were insisting on going through a junction they weren't supposed to and so our route was blocked. It totally was not his fault, a bit more consideration by others would have done wonders for the situation.
Friday was busy too. On the morning I got up for breakfast. Then Sarah and I turned up for Greek, unfortunately Ted was on his way to Folkestone to see his mother so we had to cancel Greek, I went into work stopping off at a PJ Taste, a sandwich shop I like, only to be asked if I knew of anyone who had a parking space they could use Monday to Friday. Well mine is normally free during that time and they offered me £50 per month. Not really sure on the going rate and I cannot guarantee that space will be free but if they become the established users of that space then I am pretty sure they won't have problems. Then into work, nothing remarkable happened, but ended up poping home at lunch time only to find the gas board had stopped my direct debit. Supposedly at my request but I am pretty sure I did not request it. So got on the phone to them to get it re-instated. If there is more hassle from this I will be cross. Then up to the Dickson's on the evening. The highlight of the meal was the pineapple they had got from Waitrose that was Costa Rican in origin. It really was nice and got me to over eat.
Saturday was a migraine day. I guess I over did things on Friday which was a pity as I intended going to my writings groups workshop of plotting. Today I went over to Chesterfield, had a pleasant service. I really enjoyed it. I got two interviews arranged one for this Tuesday and one for next Tuesday. Lets see how things work through.
This week is fairly quiet, Monday I have writers group, then Wednesday I may go to the bible reading when St Andrews Sheffield take part in Yorkshire Synods attempt to read through the bible. Then next weekend I am visiting my parents. So there may not be a letter next week.
I must admit Tuesday and Wednesday are rather blank. The only thing of note was Stuart came around on Wednesday for a shower. The boiler failed at his bed sit just right in the coldest spell of the winter. His Landlady who is another member of St Andrews was away in Northern Ireland at the time looking after her father. So he did not feel able to get a plumber in to fix it. It was a fortnight before she was back and she could call a plumber. There has since been a temporary repair but he has been using my blower heater and coming around for showers. I think it largely reflects Stuarts lack of get up and go, as I pretty sure in the circumstances he could have called a plumber out to fix the boiler and then charged the amount to his Landlady as essential work. Anyway he was around for a shower, he wanted to come this Monday but as I am at writers group its a no can do situation.
Thursday I was down to Birmingham. A day with nothing untoward happening. So I started off wrongly by leaving my diary in work, so had to go round via work however I caught the tram down instead of walking. Got to the station and there were NO queues to collect tickets!!!! I just walked up to the machine to collect mine and got it. Oh the coffee shop had no soya milk so it was a black decaff Americano instead and there was someone sitting in my seat, she tried to say it was the window seat but it wasn't that on the overhead and I had requested an aisle seat. Got the next train out to the University, and went to Ryman's to buy a sketch book, a clipboard (for Saturday) and a pencil case then went onto the Arts building and found somewhere to eat lunch. Maybe I should have fought my way through to a computer (role on Easter when there are few undergrads about) but reading through my papers for a supervision and having lunch seemed better. Then up to supervision. I must think the most intensely I ever do during that half hour. I certainly come out of a supervision in something of a daze. I happened to leave the building at the same time as another mature postgrad. We compared notes on scarcity of literature. His PhD is on mining in Staffordshire and he could find one e-journal. I was busy envying him. We don't have a paper journal let alone an e-journal yet. Admittedly as the area is cross disciplinary I have a massive collection of books to at least look at. The journey back was smooth. I think I got the 4:00 p.m. train rather than the 4:30 p.m. The train was a swish new one. The colour was distinctly different, there were less table seats and the reservations were all by card as they had not got the system working. The taxi driver running me home was superb, got me to the top of Gell St in the rush hour in less than ten minutes. We they had to wait, because cars were insisting on going through a junction they weren't supposed to and so our route was blocked. It totally was not his fault, a bit more consideration by others would have done wonders for the situation.
Friday was busy too. On the morning I got up for breakfast. Then Sarah and I turned up for Greek, unfortunately Ted was on his way to Folkestone to see his mother so we had to cancel Greek, I went into work stopping off at a PJ Taste, a sandwich shop I like, only to be asked if I knew of anyone who had a parking space they could use Monday to Friday. Well mine is normally free during that time and they offered me £50 per month. Not really sure on the going rate and I cannot guarantee that space will be free but if they become the established users of that space then I am pretty sure they won't have problems. Then into work, nothing remarkable happened, but ended up poping home at lunch time only to find the gas board had stopped my direct debit. Supposedly at my request but I am pretty sure I did not request it. So got on the phone to them to get it re-instated. If there is more hassle from this I will be cross. Then up to the Dickson's on the evening. The highlight of the meal was the pineapple they had got from Waitrose that was Costa Rican in origin. It really was nice and got me to over eat.
Saturday was a migraine day. I guess I over did things on Friday which was a pity as I intended going to my writings groups workshop of plotting. Today I went over to Chesterfield, had a pleasant service. I really enjoyed it. I got two interviews arranged one for this Tuesday and one for next Tuesday. Lets see how things work through.
This week is fairly quiet, Monday I have writers group, then Wednesday I may go to the bible reading when St Andrews Sheffield take part in Yorkshire Synods attempt to read through the bible. Then next weekend I am visiting my parents. So there may not be a letter next week.
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