Churches, water proof skin and a charitable effort

25 April

There's a Flickr group called  Churches and Cathedrals of the British Isles,  (https://www.flickr.com/groups/churches_and_cathedrals_of_the_british_isles/) that I have subscribed to. I have for sometime been thinking of doing a project of photographing all the Christian Churches in Dorktown. Actually, I've already started and snapped quite a few of them.

But this week I've been toying with the idea of just snapping the Anglican churches from various angles. Dark, wet weather, like we have right now, can add a lot of atmosphere to such shots. Although my camera is weather sealed and I also have a cover that allows me to shoot in wet weather, I am not weather sealed. My skin is but getting soaked the skin doesn't do my osteoarthritis and good at all

So what do you think of that young guy and his raising £2.2 million for a cancer charity? I think it's  a terrific effort. What galls me though is that he has had to do it. Surely his care, and that of so many others should be fully funded by the NHS. That is after all what we pay our National Insurance for. OK, the lad might not of paid in but he is hardly at fault there is he! And in any case, his parents would have been paying in. If we as a nation want a NHS Service, then we MUST be willing to fully fund it. For God knows how many years now, the NHS has been a political football. It's time that stopped!

This will be a short blog today because I am sitting waiting for Jan to call me to bring her home from the friend she is visiting and I don't want to leave it again partially written. So now I shall look for a photo ... 

Just look at that blue sky from a week or two ago. Today it's dark and overcast.

And funny time ...

The Pope was having a shower. Although normally very strict about celibacy, he occasionally felt he needed to exercise the Papal wrist, and this happened to be one of those occasions.
Just as he reached the Papal climax, he saw a photographer taking a picture of his Holy seed flying through the air.
'Hold on a minute! ', said the Pope, 'You can't do that, you'll destroy the reputation of the Church!'
'This is my lottery win,' said the photographer, 'I'll be financially secure for life with these photos!' So, the Pope offered to buy the camera from the photographer, and after much negotiation, they eventually settled on a figure of $2,000,000.
The Pope clothed himself and headed off to destroy the images on the camera.
Along the vast Vatican hallways, he bumped into his personal housekeeper.
Being a bit of a photography buff, she noticed the camera and said, 'That looks like a really expensive digital SLR camera, how much did it cost you?'
Not being one to lie, the Pope replied, 'Two million dollars.'
'TWO MILLION DOLLARS! ' replied the astonished and incredulous housekeeper, '...They must have seen you coming!'