It was on the Monday morning ....

12 March 2012

Last Saturday Jan and I went for a ride around town on our scooters.  While we were out Jan called into a pet shop in town and arranged for a 25 kilo bag of wild bird food to be delivered and to b left at our back door.  This morning she found them to ask when they would be delivering it to us.  Apparently it was dropped off at the front door on Saturday while we were out.  It wasn't there when we arrived back here, hence the call to the shop this morning.  Now I know that there are some sticky fingered people who live in this street but to have something left at the door and for it go missing in short a time seems a tad strange to us.  Whatever, they are bringing a new bag for us later today.

Some time ago I was very interested in church history; so much so that I actually wrote a history of one the local churches.  During the research for it I read a report from the 19th century published after the 1951 church census that caused such a shock to the Church of England, that claimed that even with the large number of churches within England at that time, if every person in England was to turn up at church one Sunday, there wouldn't be enough seats for them all. 

Now of course the population is must greater and the number of churches is much reduced.  Today's Dorktown News carries a front page story of the closure next month of yet another local church.  This one is a Methodist church and only last year it celebrated its 175th anniversary of being opened.  It's the same old story I'm afraid, an aging congregation, rising costs and falling funds.  Less people are interested in any sort of religion these days, especially the Christian faith.  Indeed, anyone can say pretty much what they like about Christians and their faith, and get away with it.  But to say the same about paganism or Islam and the full weight of the Law lands squarely on their heads.  Yet the UK is supposed to be a Christian country.  It makes you wonder just what sort of Christianity they want.

Our Previous Muppet Person Bill Olner is celebrating his 50th Wedding anniversary.  That's good for him and Gill of course.  Most marriages don't last as long these days. 

An appeal is being made for new blood donors when the mobile Vampire Hall comes to town.  I'd love to be one but because I'm on medication to control my heart, they won't accept me.  Same as Jan; she had yellow jaundice she was kid and so she can't give blood either.  But here's the thing ... we both carry organ donor cards.  They will gladly take our spare parts when we snuff it but we're not allowed to give anything before that.  Hmmm ... is just me who thinks that is strange?  I'll still keep the organ donor card anyway.

So it's now time for a photo ... 

This one is a new one of the Rotunda in Brum that I got yesterday.  Years ago it had a pub on ground floor.  That was one of two pubs hit by IRA bombers years ago.

And from the funny pages ...

 FASHION DO NOT'S FOR SENIORS

Despite what you may have seen on the streets, the following combinations
DO NOT go together:
*A nose ring and bifocals
*Spiked hair and bald spots
*A pierced tongue and dentures
* Miniskirts and support hose
*Ankle bracelets and corn pads
*Speedos and cellulite
*A belly button ring and a gall bladder surgery scar
*Unbuttoned disco shirts and a heart monitor
* Midriff shirts and a midriff bulge
*Bikinis and liver spots
*Short shorts and varicose veins
* Inline skates and a walker
But, otherwise, WE'RE LOOKIN' GOOD!!