Saturday, December 03, 2005

Giants Causeway...

My trusty old computer died this summer. It was a veritable workhorse of 4 years that saw me through my Undergraduate degree and around 15,000 words of my Masters. It also played host to various other things, not the least of which being my ever growing album of digital photos.


Fortunately I had managed to back up the vast majority of my photos and work apart from some I took at the start of the year in Northern Ireland, which was sad as I really liked em - we had a bit of a lads holiday staying at my old mate Alistair's in good ole Ballymena. Anyway, i thought i had seen the last of em.


But today of all days I was looking through some old photo cds and found them! Joy of joys... Anyway... This is probably boring to most. But hey... It allows me to post some of my pics. In particular they are pics from the Giants Causeway, the geological wonder on the north Antrim coast.

The Causeway itself is cool but is so easliy dwarfed by the great power and magnitude of the brooding sky and vast ocean. Awesome. Oh and also a good place to take album cover pics. Enjoy.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Oh and I have an advent calendar all the way from Germany which is great - its Milka so the chocolate is delicious - but when i open the doors it appears i will also get a useful and no doubt fun German phrase.

The first day says this:

Pit hat den falschen Schuh mitegbracht, drum wird er vom Volgein ausgelacht.

Any ideas about what this means? Funnier and wackier the better please folks.

I'm thinking, Please use the hat made out the bread to hit the drum to wake up Santa before Voldemort arrives.

Not very good but its a start.

What a difference a year makes...



What a difference a year makes eh? I was just glancing at some photos from the CU houseparty 2004 and found a few of me playing chess. And I look ridiculously young. I'm posting one taken this time round and maybe its just the extra hair and added scruffyness but I think I look so much older now. Redonculous. And cool too... Ha.

That said my over-the-top hair is prompting a number of yeti/muskateer comparrisons, and though the idea of being compared with a sixteenth century French soldier is kind of cool, its also rather worrying. My hair has recieved a trim but its time maybe for the beard to undergo the same thing. Anyway. Enjoy the pics.

Sunday, November 27, 2005

Houseparty

So. I have just returned from the Christian Union's annual Houseparty. Essentially Houseparty is a weekend away in Wales with a lot people (120ish this year) designed to allow the CU body to grow in fellowship with each other and to allow us individually to develop our relationship with the Lord.

And its been a good few days. On the list of highs then it was great to spend some time working through the book of Haggai and all the lessons it teaches us, such as the importance of obeying the Lord, of not placing our desires above His, His complete sovereignty over all things, and the complete faith that we can place in His promises.

It was also a great time of fellowship, both with people I know and see frequently, and also with people I have not seen for a long time or haven't even met at all.

In addition by the time we reached Cefn Lea there was a thick covering of snow which meant that when we set out for the 'Annual Walk Up The Hill', we had some fantastic snow-balling action. Honestly, there is nothing like a snowball fight with people you don't know (because its pitch black and therefore can't see who you are about to pummel with compacted snow) to bring out your inner 5 year old. Marvellous.

Lows. Well I felt ill for a few days which added to the general tiredness that is Houseparty anyway, but it wasn't anything too bad. The discussion group I led was also challenging but I wouldn't want that to be considered a low point to be honest. Hard... but good.

So a cool weekend. Here are some pics...

Wintery Welsh arty pics...





Three intrepid (or is that mad?) people on top of a small Welsh hill...


Andy Moll narrowly avoids a snowball...


Angiepants...

Friday, November 25, 2005

Ah to blog

Ah the bloggers delight. What? I don't know... I just don't.

Anyway, hello there folks. I wish I could write a long blog now telling the wonderous tales of my life but I can't. For a start my housemate Damien is sat in my room and I don't want to be anti-social. Add to that I have a long list of things to be doing and a CU houseparty to be at in 2 hours and I don't have a lot of time.

But I want to say that there are people in this world that are wonderful, amazing people who put up with my stupidity, impatience and often just moodyness and I am thankful for them. You guys are quality.

I also want to remark on the rather wonderful Thanksgiving I attended yesterday as a guest of the Agape team. It was brilliant. Thankyou so much guys. Wonderful food, company and fellowship. So thankyou.

And also the Lord is good. We should always look and trust in Him at all times. No matter what our difficulties are, or how impossible the situation may seem, the Lord is faithful and sovereign. So lets be thankful for that too.

Ok.... Until Sunday night/Monday... Goodbye.

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Without

This is a week 'without.' Without tea or coffee and MSN to be specific. And... I'm enjoying it so far.

I feel the urge to use MSN more often than not, and for a Lancastrian (or even an Englishman) there ain't nothing like a good brew/cup'a'cha/cup of tea to start or end the day. But... I am not missing things as much as I thought I would. Still, I have another few days of being 'without' so I shall let you know how things go when I get back from the CU houseparty which is this weekend..

Ah houseparty... Two and a bit days in the middle of Wales (aka the middle-of-no-where) in the freezing cold. Its... going to be... GREAT! Always is... so yeah. There you go.

Otherwise I'm enjoying things a lot more so now. I still need to meet with the Lord more often than I do, and I have a lot to learn. Things aren't perfect (they never will be - at least not yet), nor do I feel like I'm riding the crest of the wave. But I am happier and more relaxed. And for this I am thankful.

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Tagging...


Right. So this tagging business has it that I need to write about five quirks. Now that all depends on what 'quirks' are - I'm going with things that are 'different' rather than being odd.

1. Hugging. Ah hugging. I have gained a reputation for someone who is adverse to hugging and bad at it at that. Most stories revert to 'limp arms' and terrified expressions on my face. And yes, there is some truth in my lack of enthusiasm for the hug. I am not keen on hugging people that I am unsure about, and therefore when people do hug me generally i go into a mode of 'oh dear. whats happening?'. But - and this is a big but - I love hugging when its someone special. In that bracket i'd put a handful of good, or old, friends who I haven't seen for a while or are leaving - but even then it'd be rare for a hug to be seen. If however I am hugging my girlfriend then I love hugging. It is something I like a great deal and its cool. So I am a girlfriend only hugger... Ha.

2. Baths. Simple one now. I really enjoy taking baths. I will of course use the shower but given the choice I will take a bath anytime. Don't know why really though I'd imagine it has a lot to do with growing up in house that for a long time didn't have a shower.

3. Food. I am a fussy eater. As in really fussy. I have real issues with a large number of foods such a fish, vegetables, and for a long time even things like brown (wholemeal) bread. As time goes by I am improving in my tastes and i'll try to be as polite as possible when given things i'm not so keen on... But I am still an increadibly fussy, and slow, eater.

4. Nocturnal. I am in many senses nocturnal. I function well at 2 am and feel incredibly rough before 9 am. Even if i'm in bed by 1 am I will seriously struggle to get myself up and be functional befroe 9 am. It feels like I have huge weights attached to each eye lid and my body is often really, really cold. Its frustrating but in my student life I've grown to work with it.

5. Americanisms. Ok so I am, and have been for a while, very much American in my outlook. I freqeuntly have the Star Spangled Banner running through my head, I own a Stars and Stripes mug, as well as a host of other US related clothes and things. I love bagels, Jelly Belly jelly beans, Nooma's and i'm also developing a taste for US history. All this amounts to much mick-taking, and a very real feeling that I want to live in the good ole US of A.


Ok so those who have been tagged (Moll, Brit, Treece, Van Geldy, KC) note your 5 quirks on your blog and tag 5 others. Don't forget to tell them by commenting on their blog and telling them to read your own. Oh and tell them what they need to do.

Yo, yo, yo...

Ok... So i know that I haven't replied to either tag (i feel blessed for being chosen guys - thanks). I will.... But it'll take a wee bit of time. I haven't really applied myself to just being sat in the house at all lately. So... Anyway. Just thought i'd post and say hi. Hi!

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Yet another sky pic..



Life can be a pain sometimes. But God is good and just a simple look to the skies above will provide ample evidence of His amazing creation. What an amazing sky folks. Amazing. And kudos to Mr Danny T for spotting such an amazing picture. Cheers mate.



And a night sky picture too. Just walking back tonight I was again reminded of God's amazing creation. How cool is the ever changing canvas that is the sky? Be it night or day.

Monday, November 14, 2005

Disclaimer and a cool pic...


Hello. Just a wee disclaimer. I thought i'd be clever before and adjust my blog settings so that the time was set to GMT rather than LA time (which is the default I think), not realising that it would completley mess up the posting dates. Sooo... Rather than have people think that i've been posting at 3 am etc and to align posting with the correct dates etc, please ignore the time and move the day of posting back a day.

Anyway I hope you all are well and life is treating you well. Today I've tried to be a bit more disciplined and its been great because of that. And also some great friends who have been a tremendous support to me. Thankyou.

Slow Burner....


I am nuts about photography (in a very sane casual way) so I'll appreciate this may mean nothing to you but I love this photo. I took it up in the Lakes a few weeks back and it really is a a slow burner. I was just looking through some pics last night and decided its probably one of my favourtie pictures even though i hadn't even noticed it before. So... Enough waffling and enjoy the pic..

Actually one more bit of waffling... Although it isn't really waffling. Anyway... I've just had a really nice day. Church this morning, Kimos for dinner and then a long and winding walk home, taking in Smithdown Road cemetary (which is actually a very peaceful place - surprised me somewhat) and Urban Coffee. And all with some exceptionally good company. Marvellous.

Oh. And to add to what I wrote before, a very nice evening down around Sefton Park. We went to try and get a better look at the stars away from the main areas of the city. And it was great. If not a little cold.

Sunday, November 13, 2005

Wisdom


Difficult to know what to post about today. In general its going to be heavy so if you want something light hearted and fun then please enjoy this picture of Danny looking ecstatic at how the beer mat is sticking to his pint. Priceless...

So. To begin an apology. An apology to the Agape team for not attending their Life Objectives conference. Because of some pretty awful sleeping patterns i've got myself into of late I ended up getting to sleep at 5 am. Hence by the time my alarm went off at 8:30 today I was as the Aussies say 'bushwacked' or 'shattered'. I feel awful for missing the day and for missing seminars which i said i'd help with (KC).

And that takes me on to, well, me. What is going on with me right now? Seriously - what is it!? I feel like i'm pressing the self-destruct button, and its happeing bit by bit. I have this military analogy in my head at the mo - that of rallying around the flag. I need to rally around the flag, the flag that is God's amazing grace and truth, and set about one of the most comprehensive rebuilding phases i've had a as Christian. And that scares me, but I have very little choice it seems.

What I need is wisdom. Wisdom from the Lord. In the book of James it says this 'If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him.' (James, Ch.1, v. 5)

In the book of Proverbs the first four chapters are related to the importance of that wisdom. I particularly like chapter two:

'My son, if you accept my words and store up my commands within you, turning your ear to wisdom and applying your heart to understanding, and if you look for it as for silver and search for it as for hidden treasure, then you will understand the fear of the Lord and find the knowledge of God.
'For the Lord gives wisdom, and from his mouth came knowledge and understanding. He holds victory in store for the upright, he is a shield to those who are blameless, for he gurads the coruse of the just and protects the way of his faithful ones.
'Then you will understand what is right and just and fair - every good path. For wisdom will enter your heart, and knowledge will be pleasant to your soul. Discretion will protect you, and understanding will guard you.'

Tis cool. Ok guys. Catch you later.

Thursday, November 10, 2005

Dad's Birthday and St Rich

These people are my parents ladies and gents...

I went home for my dad's birthday today. And it was cool. A very relaxed time with my family and yeah, it was fun. Rather shockingly he is now 60 years old - at least in a physical sense. Mentally i'd say he's very much still in his 20s, albeit with significantly more wisdom. So a good day.

I'm tired though. Like really tired. My body and my mind are at breaking point so i'm really looking forward to having a slower day tomorrow. Maybe a walk to the park, a trip to Tesco's for some fruit, wash some clothes, read some history books... That kind of thing. Ahhh... Yes, yes...


Oh and this is rather cool pic i took of myself tonight. I like it because i appear to have a halo. So ladies and gents say hello to St. Rich.

Monday, November 07, 2005

Hallville Sunset


For the last few days, nay weeks, i've been feeling really tired. I'm not sure what it is - stressful decisions or indecisions in my life, that constant feeling of having work to do, or just Autumn blues well and trully setting in - but whatever it is, things are beginning to drag. I'm starting to long for some energy. Maybe something to incorporate into my prayer life.

Otherwise things are good. I'm starting to realise that this year may be one of those years of learning - a year of growth - which seem to come along every now and then. We do of course grow each year, infact every day, but sometimes we get presented with a time in which we have to grow in our dependence, grow in our trust in the Lord more so. Testing times if you will.

However I did say that things are good and they are. I am still remarkably lucky to be in my position as a full-time student and am trully blessed by those around me. I am fortunate to have remarkalby caring, generous and sympathetic friends, family etc. Thanks guys...

Friday, November 04, 2005

Nooma and Mum's Birthday

Over the last few days i've been introduced to a series of DVDs that go by the name Nooma. They are American and if you want more info then go here www.nooma.com. From what i've seen I like them. They are in essence 10 minute sermons....

Anyway, one of the nooma's i've seen talks about crying out to the Lord in times of need or distress and how we can take comfort in the fact that He is listening to us. References are made in particular to the book of Psalms.

And that is how i feel right now. I want to let out this cry of frustration. I am struggling right now. Those of you who see me on a regular basis will know this, those of you who don't then hey its true... I'm finding things difficult. I have a trust that things will be fine in the long run. That the Lord is my shepherd, my rock, my guiding light. But in the meantime I feel like a giant wrecking ball/demolition ball crashing my way through each and every day. Bad analogy in some ways but also close to the truth.

However today has been a good day. Great time of fellowship with my Dad and my Mum, as well as my Uncle Bob and my cousin Andrew. I went home for my mum's birthday which was cool and she seemed to have a good time, even though she will be working for most of the evening and she's only been getting on average 3 hours sleep for the last week or so. Crazy. Reason number one for not going into teaching, and also the key reason as to why teachers need so much more respect than they recieve.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

One Birthday and An Amazing Day in the Park


Today was the birthday of one Daniel Temlett. I won't say how old he is but he is now officially one year older. So there you go...

As an external observer it seemed like he had a very good day, a lot of which is down to the smashing people that are Ms Stephanie Gillette and Ms KC Clark. You guys are awesome.

Here you will find a picture of Mr Temlett enjoying his breakfast, lovingly prepared by Ms Gillette and Ms Clark.

Aside from Danny's Birthday today has been a great time of fellowship both at the pub and earlier in the day.

Its also been great in terms of me getting up before 8 am. Very rare but also very good. It was nice to be accomplishing things before mid-day.

And accomplishing things included walking down to the park which was amazing. The colours, the crisp cool air. Fantastic. Sadly my camera battery died pretty quickly but i did get some cool pics.


Sunday, October 30, 2005

Weddings, weddings, weddings...



Today I went to a wedding. It was my fourth wedding of the year, and it was great. The bride and groom had a great time (Christoff and Sarah) and it was such a good time of fellowship. Christoff was a fresher with me, so the wedding brought together old friends, who by-and-large have drifted off in different directions. Nice.





The wedding service was cool too. It was held at Bridge Chapel, and taken by Bill Bygroves who is man I have tremendous respect for. The service was incredibly relaxed, and yet also did an excellent job at establishing the grace and joy apparent in a Christian marriage and why that is so (as in its a unity of two peoples through God, rather than as a result of each others dependance on the other). Bill also had some watchful words at the end of the service about a wedding not only being about the joyful unity of two people, but how it is also a time of great loneliness, anger and regret for others, which i thought was an important point to raise. Good stuff.

After the wedding those of us not invited to the full day of events went to the Richmond Tavern for some decent food and more fellowship. And then... We went back to the Palm House in Sefton Park for the evening reception. And that was very cool. Excellent fellowship yet again, decent food, and the Palm House is an amazing place to be at night. So, so good.



It was a great day, especially the moment when the bride and groom left. This is because the crowd where issued with helium ballons, with a sparkler attached to the bottom of each one, and, a lighter. Then the sparklers were lit and the balloons released. This looked very cool, but in a park filled with trees and on a windy day, it was, interesting. I think we all thought the Park may be set alight at one point. But it proved for some cool pics, and its different.



Good day people. Enjoy the pics. Oh and I hope the craic is good. Apologies to all those who leave comments to which i fail to reply. Its very much appreciated and I hope you are all well.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Man of Constant Sorrow

I thought it'd be good to post but i'm tired and feeling highly unorganised about things. This does not bode well for what I wish to blog about, namely the fantastic weekend that has just passed.

So... bear with me folks as I leave you with a short wee entry.

The weekend was fantastic and such a great time of fellowship as me and Danny took some of the Agape team north to the wet and....erm... wet, Lake District. Grand day for so many reasons. And thankyou so much for the card guys. Much appreciated. It was no problem taking you guys there and we both really enjoyed it.

Right now I am exhausted and thats even with an extensive sleep earlier this evening. I am tired physically and mentally and I think thats beginning to show. So I should go to bed really.... Its in the pipeline. Trust me..

Hopefully tomorrow i'll get back to my work and sort out simple things like washing clothes, buying in food and cleaning the house. Sounds pretty dull but I'm looking forward to getting back into some form of a routine, God willing.

So there you go... a wee post for ye all.

Oh and if your wondering about the title i'm listening to the Oh Brother Where Art Thou soundtrack and its class...

Friday, October 21, 2005

Zzzzz....


Good morning!!! The three exclamaition marks there (probably a record for this very understated blogger) suggest a level of excitement and energy that is definately misleading. This is because i'm writing at 6:55 am, and I've been up since 3:30 am, having gotten to bed at about 12:45am. Ok so theres a lot of am's in there, but seriously I feel a little tired. Ha.

But I want to blog. I haven't updated for a week now which is something of a record for me. So what should I blog about? Well... Right. Well first of all there is my situation. I'm up at this crazy hour as i've just dropped my parents off at the airport. They are flying to Germany to stay with some family friends and its brilliant that they are doing this. They haven't left Britain for 22 years so it is a good thing. But my parents being my parents don't half worry about things, and right up until they walked through security it felt like I was the one over fifty and they were the ones still in their early twenties, as i tell them not to worry and they ask me a hundred and one questions about check in and bag packing. Still I don't mind - its the least I can do for them and, to be honest, all of their worrying etc is quite amusing and endearing.

The airport was interesting. Very 'airportesque' you could say. Even at 5 am its still full of noisy kids, confused looking internationals, even more confused Brits, businessmen who have a smug no-it-all 'i do this every week' look, and, unervingly for a Brit who's quite proud and adjusted to the Police being unarmed, a Policeman equipped with a machine gun. Yikes!

It takes 25-30 mins to get to Manchester airport from here and I really enjoyed the drive. Ok, so it was mundane motorway driving but it really does give you time to think and to chill out. Especially to music. And to that I must make a recommendation. I was listening to a cd of songs by Angie King, agape worker extraordinaire, and a talented singer/songwriter. Good stuff.

And right now I'm sat in my lounge in St Helens with 'Whats The Story Morning Glory?' by Oasis cranked right up on my dad's stereo. I'm feeling nostalgic, and it is marvellous. Especially when I have a big house to myself. Just me, the music, and a cup of coffee which I need to go and make actually. Hmm... Ok... Well as I do that I shall bid my farewell and hope that the craic is good with ye.

(P.S. This is my house. In the photo... Up at the top. You know what I mean. Ha.)

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Conkers on me 'ead


So today I ventured down to the park to try and get some photos of the autumn colours. Some of the trees look outstanding at the moment. Little pockets of colour surrounded by green and grey. Sadly this photo doesen't really reflect that - the light wasn't particularly good. Well thats my excuse anyway..

I actually really enjoyed my little walk today though. First of all I got up a little bit earlier which was grand. Secondly, on the way to the park I was walking under a chestnut tree just as four conkers dropped to the ground. Except that they didn't hit the ground. Rather they hit me on the head. Ouch! Funny though. I thought things like that only happened in cartoons.

In the park I was taking pictures when a guy walking his dog came up to me and said, 'Ah. I bet your an Art student?' To which I replied 'No. I'm a History student actually.' On hearing this his face dropped and he looked immensly disappointed. I mean I have never, ever seem someone seem so devastated to hear that I studied history. Amused me somewhat.

After the walk I had a wee chat with Evans and then went to see my friends Beko and Juliet, which was cool. Not seen them for a while so it was good to chat.

And now i'm blogging and then maybe working. I was watching a film with Danny and Evans but it already had my blood boiling after 3 mins by having American soldiers fighting the Nazi's in Scotland in 1944. What!?!?! A warning to anyone who watches a historically inaccurate film with me... Ha.

Friday, October 14, 2005

Oh to have a name like mine ;-)

Hello all potential readers out there!! How are you? Good? Well I hope so. Ready to digest another post?

Now bare with me for a wee second. My name is a very popular name. By that I don't mean that everyone hears my name and goes 'Oh what a wonderful name!', sadly ;-), rather that lots of people have it. A Google search will produce 45, 100, 000 results. Thats a lot of namesakes. The result of this is that i've grown used to having to create unique user names for things like e-mail or passwords, as, by-and-large, someone has already taken it.

It was too my great surprise and delight therefore that when I started my postgraduate degree I was able to use my name as my e-mail. No extra intials, or dates, or owt. Splendid.

However, I have since found that there is a catch to having such an authentic e-mail. Over the course of the last year I have recieved (and still do recieve) a growing number of e-mails that are for similar named people. For example I was contacted by a large Government reseach commitee who wanted me to present a paper to a world leading conference about Ocean studies. As flattering as I found this, my knowledge of the worlds oceans is limited, so i figured there must be another similar named person out there. And sure enough Liverpool Uni has a Professor Ric Williams, who as it turns out is a dude in all things Oceanic and is now leading a big expedition in the Atlantic. Nice.

And it goes on. Last week, I recieved an e-mail which stated simply 'Is this you?'. I did want to reply sarcastically 'Well it depends. It could be me. I am me. But am I the me you want?' but decided that was a tad harsh and didn't. That probably would've been a good idea though, as a week later I got a series of e-mails, apparently intended for a Ruth Williams, asking if I fancied meeting up for drinks, and estate agent talk. I did point out immediately that I am not Ruth Williams, but even still I was invited along for drinks. Turned them down though... It would have been a bit odd me thinks, plus estate agent talk doesen't sound all that good to be honest. Ha.

And then today I recieved two e-mails forwarding on important, nay essential, PBL (this is medical jargon for self-supported study) material related to respiratory illness. All very well and good but not really what i'm looking for with an Irish History degree. Ha.

Still I enjoy getting all these random e-mails. Makes life a little bit more interesting. On that i'm off to do some Irish history.

Hurrah...

The Blog War...

Well... I've just been informed that I am in a blog war. Ha... Amusing. I'd like to say that in such a case this blog will become like the UN or something. A peacekeeper amongst blogs. Ha.

Anyway, I'm currently feeling very tired, even though i only got up at 10:30 today. I think this is a good thing though. I really, really need to get to grips with my sleeping pattern and ensure that I have done some productive things before 12pm, and feeling tired will help me in getting to bed earlier.

Thats been something that I've found really frustrating about today, and the last few months - getting up really late. I have a lot of work to be getting on with, I'm so keen on establishing a constant relationship with the Lord, and University is just such a blessing in terms of what can be accomplished here and the people around you. And yet, I'm still in bed after 10 am. Bummer!! So annoying sometimes..

The Lord is good though, and inspite of my laziness today has been great. Me and Danny actually managed to out together a good meal - Shephard's Pie - for Movement Prayer which was good.

Our house looked as though it was heading for meltdown a few hours ago and now things appear to be good which is marvellous.

And... AND I'm so thankful as ever for the fellowship I have with the Agape team. You are all brilliant. Thankyou so much for letting me hang out with y'all.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Artbybryn

Only a short blog tonight. I just wanted to bring attention to a website that Steph showed me yesterday. Its this one www.artbybryn.com . And I think its really cool. Check it out.

So thats it. Keep reading the post below...

Monday, October 10, 2005

Mother of Pearl


Mother of Pearl!!! This post has been a long time in coming. A post all about Ms Brittney Michelle Lenhoff no-less. The Queen Blog herself.

This sassy, classy and gassy American lady has inspired a thousand blogs, as opposed to a thousand ships – though I’m sure you could do that too Brit.

But anyway, cheesy Iliad references aside then this is my perspective of the one known as the Brittster.

Where to begin? Well I guess there was my first introduction to Brit. I had been told all about the American girl named Brittney by the great Peter ‘Pedro’ Roberts, along with the succession of ‘Hit Me Baby One More Time’ jokes that he had already used. However this could not prepare me for the moment of actually meeting Ms Lenhoff. For the 25 minutes it took to ride the bus home I was introduced to BML’s unique language form (think Valley style), and the ‘guns’ concept that I will leave well alone here, but led to some unfortunate and interesting months afterwards

And from then on in its been a riotous, fun filled time of discovery and adventure in getting to know the one Mr Daniel Temlett refers to as B-Rit.

She is the lass forever to be identified with phrases such as ‘Mother of Pearl’, ‘Redonculous’, ‘You’re darn skippy!’, ‘Booya’, and most recently ‘Knacked’. Her unique limberness will be hard to forget too – all those who have seen the famous Brittney ‘rock’ will testify to such wonders. This girl is also a person now synonymous with Winston the Dog, her beloved companion and the central figure of a rather splendid story.

Brit is also the one who introduced many to Guster (well lets say she was part of a trio including the equally legendary Toth and Treece),the one with a mean punch, and the one who has brightened the day of many a Brit and American, as well as the citizens of many other nations of this globe.

Not too mention her dancing nor in fact her grand hand gestures that almost inevitably result in anyone within 5 yards of the Britmeister being hit by a flailing appendage.

On a more serious note she is Brittney the missionary, the team member, the housemate, the sister, the daughter, the supporter, the encourager, the listener and the friend. All in all a sound, quality, marvellous lass who means a great deal to me and to so many others.

So ladies and gentlemen – Ms Brittney Michelle Lenhoff.

Sunday, October 09, 2005

Tis the season to be blogging...

I'm sat in the living room of the Agape girls house amusing myself no end by writing a blog whilst sat on the couch using Angie's computer. Tis amusing. I have no idea why but it is.

So today was great. I headed down to the Maritime Museum in the morning with some of the Agape team and it was cool. I've been to the Maritime Museum many times but it was fantastic to be down there with the team. I'm sure I was annoying but I really enjoyed just talking about ships and history and things. I don't know why but I really enjoy sharing my knowledge with people - a sign that I am indeed cut out for lecturing? I don't know but maybe.

Afterwards I enjoyed a splendid time of fellowship with Brittney. We made a wee trip to Tesco's, took in the Richmond Tavern and then I was honoured to eat some delicious Brittney Lenhoff soup. So, so good. I really appreciated just talking and chilling out with ye Brit. Thankyou.

And now i'm sat with Danny and Stephanie just talking with a cup of tea and some music. Marvellous.

Oh and thanks for the computer usage Angie. Just checked out your song too. Nice. Really, really good. Angie King ladies and gents.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Brendan Benson and Ok Go

So tonight I actually ventured out of Allerton to the city centre. Wow!! For those who don't know me too well I am not a going out type person. I am a drinking coffee with good friends round a kitchen table or in a lounge type person. Thus, for me to make a trip into town in an evening is a rareity.

But tonight it was very much worth the trip. I went to a gig at the Uni on the recommendation of my mate Woody. And it was great . Fantastic. Marvellous. Brilliant. In other words it was good.

There were actually three acts playing but we missed the first, so the first band we saw was Ok Go. If you live in the UK and like indie music you'll probably have heard a track of theirs called Get Over It. To be honest, I was expecting that song to sound good (I like it) and then the rest to be poor immitations of that song. However, I am very pleased to be able to say that they are a great little band (all the way from Chicago) who have a very creative and cool set.

But, as good as their music is, it was an added extra that really put them into my musical good books. As they ended their set, they informed the crowd that they had time for one more song (always a good thing) but rather than tweak and tune their instruments they put them down and all four of them preceded to stand in line on the edge of the stage. Then a recording of their song came on and we the audience stood in awe and then fits of laughter as four indie band guys started to perform a dance routine (a very well exectuted dance routine) more akin to a boy band. And it was HILARIOUS. So, so funny. What made it even more amusing was that while three of the band are tall, lanky American guys, the bassist is a shorter, more rotund chap, who also happens to be balding with huge chunky glasses and amusing facial hair. The result was even more comedy. It was so good infact that most of the audience went and bought their cd, and to be honest its worth it, plus they were sound, sound guys who took the time to chat to whomever after the gig. Ok Go ladies and gents. Splendid.

After Ok Go came the main attraction, one Brendan Benson. Now I'll admit that I hadn't even heard of this chap until two days ago, but he was good. Very, very, very good. To describe his musical style I'd have to go with Damien Rice/Jack Johnson/indie rock - a fusion of all three. It was great and so well executed by Brendan and his band, which included a very insane looking drummer... Hmm...

So a grand night out. There where some other things that made the evening though. One was effectively being asked to select a beer that will be sold in the Richmond Tavern next week. I went with one called Nelson's Victory so it'll be interesting to see if they actually take up my choice.

I've also just been privvy to some delicious brownies courtesy of KC Clark. So good. Thankyou KC. Not forgetting the ever joyous company of the entire Agape team and Andy Moll and Danny too. Proper grand.

I do have one gripe though. At the concert we had two couples standing in front of us for most of the evening and I have to say - snogging (kissing) in public - not good. Especially when 500 people are having to look past you to see the gig. Anyway. Good night folks.

Thursday, October 06, 2005

To Blog Or Not To Blog

To blog or not to blog. That is the question.

So another blog in quick succession proving either that blogging is a great thing to do with your time, or more likely, that I have very poor time management. I'll let you decide that one...

Anyway. As I said briefly in the last post i've found things to be quite stressful of late. And I wish I could go into why here but I can't really. On the one hand its a general feeling of not really belonging (at least as a student) where I do combined with other pressures and stresses that taken individually amount to very little, but collectively take on a much greater significance. Then on the other hand there are things particular to this week which have added to my general state to make me feel as if I've reached rock bottom.

However the Lord is good and when I finally spent some time with Him in prayer and reading the Bible life looked significantly less bleak. And also some fantastic friends have helped me feel less under the weather. In particular I'd like to thank Brittney for letting me 'emotionally vomit on her' (to borrow her own phrase), the guys in my house and also my mate Joe who without knowing cheered me up no end with a perfectly timed e-mail. And thanks to Steph and Woody who kindly asked how I was doing but I didn't explain. Cheers guys. Appreciated.

Moving on to other things then I headed down to Sefton Park the other day to find loads of kids from my high school milling about the place. Kind of odd to be honest - but an interesting suprise nonetheless.

I've also been learning some new phrases such as Cool Beans (or Kewl Beans), Yes Siirie Bob etc. All courtesy of Stephanie. Cheers Steph. Ha...

Reech's Laundrette...

Ok well this is a post in a hurry. I have a pizza in the oven which will be ready in about 8 mins and then i'm off to CU. So not much time to write and be creative...

But even still i wanted to post....

Life has been tricky the last few days. I don't want to bore you with the details but i've felt increasingly pressured, lost and confused in the last week. So much so that i was feeling pretty miserable on Monday. But things are better - thanks to finally spending some time with the Lord and some quality friends who listened to me moan. Thanks guys... Really, really appreciated.

Otherwise a week of normality - Tesco's shopping, and today washing. How difficult is it to wash and dry clothes in the UK? Even on a sunny day like today my clothes are still wringing having been out on the line. Hence my room looks like a laundrette at the mo.. Nice.

Ok Pizza time...

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Oh to be a Williams...

I like this photo. Its yet another pic that I took in Conwy.

Anyway. You learn something new everyday. According to the US census of 2000 the surname Williams is the 3rd most popular in the country with c 1,747,000 people having the name. Cool.

Ok. So i've been thinking about my surname recently and the fact that so many people have it. For example I ran a Yahoo search on 'Williams' and it came up with 230,000,000 hits! Madness.

According to this website (which may or may not be reliable) - http://allthingswilliam.com/willynilly/name-origin.html - this is the origin of the name Williams.

William is derived from an Old French given name with Germanic elements: wil = desire, will; and helm = helmet, protection. Some say the Old German name Wilhelm derives from Wel-helm (the shield or defense of many), Weil-helm (protector of rest, defender of tranquility), Vil-helm (strong protector), or from the Belgic Guild-helm (harnessed with a gilded helmet).
The name was introduced to Britain by the Normans. When the Normans conquered Britain in 1066 they brought with them a stock of new names and different ideas about names. They were beginning to use the first name and last name system, which allowed the same first names to be borne by many different people at the same time. William - "will" and "helmet" - was an outstanding favorite Norman name and became, in short order, one of the most popular given names in England. In the first century, after the Conquest, it was the commonest male name of all, and not only among the Normans. It has belonged to several rulers of England, Prussia, and Germany, including William the Conqueror, the first Norman king of England


I may try and find a better account of the origin of the name Williams. Anyway my trip to Wales the other day also got me thinking about my own particular family origins. Sadly I don't know a great deal other than that my Grandad came from Flintshire and I have relatives right along the North Wales coast. But, I do know that we have a semi-famous relative, who you can read about more here:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/wales/northeast/guides/halloffame/arts/emlyn_williams.shtml

Ok. Sorry if thats quite dull. I've never been one for family history but going to Wales got me thinking the other day.

Sunday, October 02, 2005

How many Americans can you fit in a telephone box?



That is just one of the many questions this blog aims to answer, and today a scientific experiment was undertaken to find out the answer. And as this photographic evidence proves the answer is 5.

So today I joined 6 members of the Agape team on a Welsh adventure. We ventured out to the medieval town of Conwy and took in the castle, which was completed in 1287 at the behest of Kind Edward I. Why? Well, King Ed (or Eddy to his mates) needed an iron ring of castles to control those riotous Welsh, so he set about building quite a few of them. Random bit of history for you there.

Anyway a good c700 years later these mighty weapons of war serve as a ideal distraction to students and full time ministry workers, and a rather splendid earner for the Welsh tourist board. I very much recommend that you check them out some time. Its good fun.

But back to today. We checked out the castle, had a wander around Britain's smallest house, checked out some random swings, ate in the finest fish and chip restaurant in all the land, pottered around the town walls, and even found time for magnum ice creams and kebabs.

All in all a great day. Almost neverending fun and fellowship - i'm extremely thankful for that. I'm a wee bit tired now, but twas grand. Thanks for inviting me guys. Nice.




Friday, September 30, 2005

The End of the Beard is Nigh

I'm beginning to realise that I love posting on here. I'm not sure why but... its addictive.

Well the first thing to note is that I have just looked in the mirror and seen my face, sans hair, for the first time in about 4 weeks. Why you may ask? Well this is because I have removed the strange musketeer type beard that has adorned my ugly mug for so long. And I have to say its nice. Sure I'm going to miss the reactions on peoples faces when they see me, and, i'm going to look 12 from now on in. But i'm loving not having that itchy feeling, not too mention it was all getting a bit too long and out of control. So ladies and gents I have removed the beard. Ahh...

Secondly then I've just been to CU which was ok. Met a few freshers and got to catch up with some people - most notably a guy called Ola, who is a dude - which was ace. I was actually really touched, and surprised, by Ola's reaction to seeing me. I was really honoured by it and I hope I'll be able to hang out with him more this year. Also got to spend some quality time with the Agape guys which was great. I love (see - a Brit showing emotion. Wow!) you guys. So much fun - even if I do look like the uncomfortable Brit sat in the corner. Nice...

And finally then today has been another day of feeling like a student who shouldn't be a student any more. If that makes sense? Ha. Well if it doesent I can try and explain it a bit better in person.Anyway...

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Eric Clapton is great...


Eric Clapton is great. Well some of his songs are good anyway. I'm listening to his MTV: Unplugged album. Amazing guitar playing. Oh and I like this picture - I took it out of the boy Danny's window this morning.

I've been thining about what to write here for a wee while, but, even with considerable amounts of thinking time invested, i've decided to stump for a simple 'what have I been up to' account. So... What have I been up to?

Well, to be honest, this week has been a time of getting back to reality - at least in terms of university. On Monday, for example, I paid my tuition fees which was an experience in itself. In order to pay the Uni, you are required to stand in line for upwards of an hour with what is quite easily one of the most diverse, and most international, groups of people you will come across anywhere. It really is something to behold, though I must add here that I like this particular part of paying tuition fees. Its fun to know that you are surrounded by people from almost every continent on the planet.

However, there are of course less enthralling aspects - one of them being the massive uncertainty that goes with working out what que you should be standing in (there are 3, each for a different method of payment - though it should be noted you aren't really informed which line is which), knowing full well that if you get to the desk in the wrong line you will be consigned to the back of the correct que for another hour. Needless to say I was in the wrong que, but the delightful, nay wonderful lady on the desk recognised my inner depression and let me pay. For this i am extremely thankful.

Today I went into Uni again, this time to meet with my supervisor who has returned to Liverpool after a year on sabbatical in Belfast. And I was a little nervous beforehand. I hadn't met up with her for about 4-5months and I'm a little behind in my scheduled work. But it was actually a very good meeting. I am apparently doing well, working steadily enough and am thinking along the right lines re the completion of my thesis. I have also been told that I may be able to teach a seminar group next semester. Ha!

Otherwise the last few days have been an amazing time of fellowship and friendship for which I am as ever grateful.

Monday, September 26, 2005

Trees...


Ok so where does this look like to you? Personally it reminds me of France (even though i've not really been to France, save for a good ten hours on a coach to Germany). But no... This is Liverpool. Queens Drive to be specific - just before it runs into Sefton Park. This is one of my favourite parts of Liverpool. I took this pic yesterday when I was out with Brit (though she has a much better one on her camera) and I like it.

Right. Time to be bit more productive somewhere else. But please read the post below. This is more a picture post than anything else. Ok adios.

A storm brewing...


I love this picture. I took it about this time last year up in Yorkshire, and it just captures all the power and menace you get with a storm. Ok so its only a meagre British storm but still. Look at that weather front heading in.

I could ramble on for a while but I love the contrast where the two parts of the storm meet. Dark and gloomy on all sides and then a few tiny breaches allowing the sunlight and blue sky to shine through. Quality.

But enough about the picture. So how are you? Good I hope. I've had a pretty grand week since I last posted. I spent Thursday giving our German family friend a tour of Liverpool which was cool. Its bizzare but even though I've lived here for over four years, and, having been coming to Liverpool since I was a tiny baby, there are still parts of this city I don't really know at all or forget about in my day to day business. As part of the tour we spent a good bit of time looking around Sefton Park and then went up the Anglican Cathedral Tower. And up there it is breathtaking. You have views right over the city, the Wirral, the Mersey, and even over to Wales and the Pennines. Tis marvellous. We also checked out the Museum of Liverpool Life down by the docks which was actually pretty cool - well its not everyday you'll find yourself looking at Roman artefacts in Merseyside. So a good day.

Since then well I had the chance to spend some quality time with a good mate of mine on Friday. Its amazing how a few hours spent discussing matters (preferably with a focus on the Lord) can really help give you and others a focus on a situation. Good stuff.

After that I headed over to a rather spiffing party with the Agape guys, and it was great. I really do love hanging out with you guys. You are all great. I guess I can be annoying and frustrating with all my mick taking but I really do appreciate the fellowship I have with y'all. Thankyou.

And on Saturday it was cool too. Ok, so this time it was a little different in that me and Danny headed over to see what the craic was having heard of a toilet disaster at the girls house. But after the torrents of water had ceased flowing from the bathroom into the dining room it was a great day. You Americanos are class, splendid, spiffing, marvellous people and I feel honoured to know you.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Back at home

Well hello there. How are you? Good you say? Well that’s grand. Thanks for taking the time to read this blog at this moment in time. Tis appreciated.

So to begin. I’m at home again. Back in the land of sunny St. Helens. And its fun. I’m enjoying seeing my parents, taking in the less hectic life of Liverpool and having my car. Plus we have a family friend from Germany staying over for a few weeks so its been fun to catch up and see them while they are over. Splendid.

But. Now you knew that was coming right? Anyway I digress.. But. I’m missing that hectic life in Liverpool. I love being here at home. I love being with my parents, seeing old friends etc. But my heart is in Liverpool. Sure there maybe times when I want to get away from the stresses and strains of living with seven people, or just let out a loud and prolonged yell in frustration about, well a host of things. Yet even then, even under pressure, my heart lies (At least for the moment) in Liverpool.

I don’t expect that to always be the case, and, as a friend of mine reminded me last year, a wise person is someone who realises that nothing - nothing - in life is wasted. However, tonight, as I sat in the cinema, I was struck by the fact that I really did want to be hanging out with peep’s in Liverpool. Interesting.

On a lighter note I just went to watch Pride and Prejudice and… and… it was good. As in very good. For a bloke that can sometimes be a hard thing to admit, but hey. P and P is a great story – very cleverly written, and some fantastic characters. The film was set in Derbyshire so the scenery was great, and… well Kiera Knightley is a very nice lass. Ha…

Ok well that’s it folks. I need to go and have a time with the Lord methinks, so I will catch you later.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Changing the guard....

If you where to head to Buckingham Palace sometime the chances are you would find yourself, along with many other touristy types, watching the changing of the palace guard. Now you may be wondering where it is that i'm going with this but hang-fire for a sec.

Today has been a metaphorical changing of the guard day here in the world of Liverpool studentdom. To begin with I went for a walk this afternoon and my route happened to take me past two of the big Liverpool University halls of residence. These are the places of legend to all those who count themselves as Liverpool alumni, be they past or present. Anyway, my walk coincided with the the first day of Freshers Week, the day infact when both of these halls fill to the rafters with 18 year olds... And... I felt OLD. Just walking past all those confused and often terrified kids... I am grateful that I am way, way passed it all.

When I got back to my house I came across the second changing of the guard. Yaqi, our temporary Chinese housemate left today to enter his new digs after having been with us for over three months. And it was kind of sad. He's become part of the house and its a shame to see him go... But still time moves on a pace.

The last and final part of the changing of the guard for today came from me heading to CU for a Prayer and Praise meeting. And here I found the guys who were freshers when i was entering the last year of my Undergraduate degree leading the meeting. And again I felt OLD. I'm intrigued to see how God will lead my in CU type things as I feel like I should still go to the main meetings, but when I'm there I don't feel as if I have a readily obvious role. That said I had some fanatastic talks with people tonight - swapping testimonies etc, and I felt that God was showing me ways in which I can serve him.

Marvellous

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Colin the Conker

Well as i'm writing, yet another week has come to a close. Where does all the time go? I mean - really - where does time go? Just the other week I was thinking that the entire University summer (so thats June, July and August folks) has just blurred into one big blurry thing. Not the best use of language there, but still. Where does time go?

Anyway I really just want to try and sum up the week in this little post. To be honest its been a good one, if not a little odd.

On the good side then I got to spend some quality time with Brit, and also the new team (aka KC, Kevin, Stephanie, Angie, Danny), on Sunday and also Wednesday and Friday. And i'm incredibly thankful for this. I really like the new guys already and i'm looking forward to getting to know them this year, God willing. And of course its great, nay marvellous, to hang out with Brit, Toth and Ryan. You guys are class.

Still on the good side I've really been looking to grow in my faith and to seek the Lord recently, in a way that I haven't been so good at over the last few months. And when I do seek His will and teachings its been fantastic. The grace of the Lord is supreme and endless, and i am both blessed and grateful.

Slightly lower on the scale of goodness then I bought an amazing cd yesterday. Its is The Bends by Radiohead and it is fantastic. Bizarrely it was released 11 years ago and yet I'm only just coming across it now, but, I love it with a great deal of enthusiasm.

And as for the oddness, then to start I found that mid-week I was finding it hard going with the isolation that is effectively part of my course. But, even here, the Lord is sovereign and when I realised this things became a lot less stressful.

But still more oddity. Sadly I can't really go into detail on this issue as its a personal matter for a old friend of mine, but on Thursday I was approached for advice in a situation that was both unusal and very, very odd for me. But hey - makes life interesting.

Still its been a grand week - a week in which I learnt of 'Brutus the Buckeye' no less. 'Brutus' is of course the nutty mascot of THE (Thats for you Brit) Ohio State University Football team. And I find him most amusing. And I've renamed him 'Colin the Conker'.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Cricket: Take Three


I love this picture. And therefore I'm positing it. The victorious England cricket teams in Trafalgar Square - men and women.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Cricket: Take Two


England (admittedly inspite of my pessimism) have just beaten Australia to win the Ashes trophy. This is marvellous, wonderful, sublime stuff. And this picture is what its all been about. All five, five-day matches. One tiny trophy with some burnt wood in it and two great sporting rivals.

Monday, September 12, 2005

Return of the Americanos...

Well. At the moment theres only one thing I'd really like to note - the return of those darned crazy people known as the Americans. Or indeed Agape. The new team arrived on Thursday (and Friday) and its great to have them back around, especially Brit, Sarah and Ryan. Nice... I have honestly been walking around with a great big beaming smile on my face for the last few days. Its great to have you back guys.

Hmm... Ok, well maybe theres two things to note. A good friend recently gave me a book entitled The Practice of the Presence of God written by a French monk called Brother Lawrence. Now its taken me a while to really get into this book (translation: to actually read it) because of a number of reasons. But it is a rather splendid book. Here is a small extract of one of the chapters (bearing in mind this is a few hundred years old) that I love:

'It is only necessary to realise that God is initmately present within us, to turn at every moment to him and ask for his help, recognise his will in all things doubtful, and to do well all that which we clearly see he requires of us, offering what we do to him before we do it, and giving thanks for having done it afterwards. In this unbroken communion one is continually preoccupied with praising, worshipping and loving God for his infinite acts of loving-kindness and perfection.' (Brother Lawrence, The Practice of the Presence of God (St. Ives, 1996), pp. 28-29.)

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Red Rose of Lancashire


So another post in quick succession. Ostensibly it is to post this picture, and more importantly what it shows. This is the Rose of Lancashire, the traditional symbol of the county that I would call my home. Think of it as my home state if you will. Ok so I live in Merseyside in reality but until 30 years ago Merseyside was Lancashire and had been for somewhere close on 800 years. So its Lancashire to me. I thought i'd post it given all that stuff about being a true Lancashire lad at the top of the blog.

As a wee side note I'd just like to say how amazing it is that we can go from being on top of the world and as confident as anything to feeling trully humbled for what seems like no reason at all.

Last night I went to sleep on a high, having just come off the back of 3 or 4 great days being back in Liverpool. This morning for no real reason I felt low and humbled. Odd.

Monday, September 05, 2005

Weddings and all that...















Other than immersing myself in the news (see below), i've been quite busy of late. I returned to Liverpool on Thursday (having had a pretty hectic week at home in the run up) with a whirlwind of a day. Between multiple trips to supermarkets, Ikea, and numerous runs in my car to Liverpool carting back my stuff, I was pretty shattered by the end of the day.

On Friday I ventured into Uni for some pretty unexciting (infact almost depressing) admin type jobs such as paying library fines, and trying to find out exactly how much money I will have to pay Liverpool University this year for the privillege of teaching myself. Fun, fun, fun!!

Friday evening was better though. I had the chance to briefly catch up with my mate Ryan, before heading off to catch a cool film, called, Crash. Intelligent, thought provoking and highly enjoyable.

On Saturday I frequented another wedding, that of my friends Phil and Anna, and it was great. Fantastic infact. It was amazing to see them married finally (its been a long time coming folks) and the day itself was a fantastic time of fellowship. Very enjoyable, though also very tiring. There should be some pictures at the top of this post.

Sunday was in essence simply a church day but again it was great. Amazing fellowship and a splendid day all in all. I even managed to finally catch up with Ryan properly over a good pint after a few days of trying which was good.

Today I've been brought down to earth a little, trying to sort out yet more of those administration tasks. But again its been a good day, particularly this evening which included me paying a visit to my mate Foz (he also got married recently - Phew!!! Lots, and lots, and lots of weddings) who has just returned from his medical elective in Cambodia. He regailed me and my housemate Damien with many, many tales of Cambodia. Splendid.

One downside to the last few days is that I've been pretty shocking in communicating with some of my more long distance friends. And for that i feel pretty useless. Anyway theres time to try and improve. Laters...

What a wonderful world....

Good morning! So here I am at 1 57 am (at least thats when i've started) writing in my blog. Thinking about it, I reckon I haven't gone to bed before 2 am for way over a month now. It seems that I have well and trully returned to my old Undergraduate habits, except back then I was a die-hard student, reading and writing essays to the silly hours of the morning. Nowadays I'm more likely to be found e-mailing, blogging or reading a Bill Bryson book I've already read a good 3 or 4 times but love so, so much that I'm devouring it again. Anyway random train of thought for you there.

To get back to this particular post I've been immersing myself in newspapers of late, picking my way through endless numbers of articles, columns, editorials, reporters blogs, and photos of the horrific events in New Orleans. And I must say that I sit open mouthed when considering it all. On the one hand the tragedy is simply staggering on its scale. An American commentator was discussing the situation on the BBC news yesterday and he put the crisis in a British perspective, comparing New Orleans with Manchester in its size for example, and this just put the Hurricane's devastation in perspective.

On the other hand though its the way the crisis has been handled thats really struck me. Now please don't misunderstand me here - if Britain was ever to face this kind of a disaster I am under no illusion that we, or infact the Government, would be any better placed to handle the situation (The Great Irish Famine being a good historical example of such a poorly handled crisis). But as part of a generation that has grown up looking to America as almost the 'Golden' nation its shocking to see one of its great cities almost disintegrate into chaos.

I hope and pray that the situation returns to some form of normality soon. Oh and if you are British and are feeling a tad helpless the British Red Cross is taking donations to pass on to the American Red Cross.

All of this news though has made me feel a tad low, and its this that brings me to the title of my post. I've been listening to a Louis Armstrong cd today and it has one of my favourite songs on it named 'What A Wonderful World' and it has just helped me to appreciate that this world we live in, though filled with tragedy, is a wonderful world and one that we should be immensly thankful for.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Thoughts for the day...

So todays post will be, as suggested in the title, more of a random collection of my thoughts for the day rather than a straightforward 'blog with a purpose'. And so it begins...

First off: Tragedy. More specifically the fact that the world is seemingly teeming with it at the mo. Or at least its more readily obvious to me personnally at this time.

One the one hand there is current tragedy. First off the hurricane which has annhilated the Gulf states of the US and is looking like being one of the worst disasters to strike the US in its history. And with every news report I see, more and more death and destruction. Trully frightening.. Secondly the stampede in Iraq which has killed some 1,000 people. Again terrifying.

And then, there is past tragedy. I happended to come across a documentary last night on BBC 2 named 'The Children of Beslan'. Essentially this was a programme interviewing the surviving children of the Beslan siege of 2004. Beslan, if you will remember, was a tiny Russian town near war-torn Chechnya, that became the centre of the world's attention for all the wrong reasons. Specifically a group of Chechen terrorists captured and held hostage hundreds of people in the local school, the age range of the hostages being anything from 4 to 84. And then, after bombs were detonated and fierce gun battles erupted, some 300 people lost their lives, many of them small children. Those children who survived spent the program re-living their experiences and it was tragic and chilling and... just sad.

And then to round off the evening I ended up watching another documentary, this time about the UN General who led a tiny number of UN forces during the Rwandan genocide. The programme centered on re-living the harrowing and horrendous slaughter through the eyes of the General, a man who felt he was betrayed by the UN and the Western powers (I would say with considerable justification) and by the end I just wanted to cry. Trully awful...

Secondly: Mates. My mates. I went to the pub with one of them tonight and we ended up talking in-depth about two other mutual friends who, since a New Years party this year, have, well lets say they have issues with each other. And its pretty bad - their issues have divided a group of friends that have been close throughout high school and beyond. As such it has prompted a lot of discussion on how we as a group of friends can rectify the situation. But tonight, as my mate waffled on at length, it suddenly dawned on me that the only solution to the problem is Christ. Thats it. The only true solution. And yet I'm too much of a coward to do anything about it.

Thirdly: Rain. I like the rain. I mean not in a 'I want to stand outside in the rain for hours on end' sense, and I have an equal liking for the sun. But I do appreciate the benefits falling water can bring to our world. For one it brings (at least in the UK) a seemingly endless supply of fresh water. Splendid!! Secondly, for me personnally, it brings relief from hot, muggy days (something my body finds difficult to cope with), and it can also allow me to feel like an 8 year old again. Let me explaing briefly - when you're 8 and playing with your mates its perfectly acceptable to go outside in the rain and mess around, have a laugh etc. But when you 'grow up' and reach adulthood to go out into the rain when you don't need to is considered a sign of being 'irresponsible' or 'insane'. However I beg to differ. Today I went for a walk in the rain and it was wonderful. I wouldn't do it again for a while (i'm not that crazy) but it was fun.