Tuesday, 31 December 2013


Reuben was only two when this picture was taken down at our chalet. He's seven now and has been entertaining his grandmother with Minecraft lessons when its been raining during our Christmas break. No looking back from those early days when we had him every Monday and he would ask for 'puter Grandma ? THEN I had to sit him up on 3 cushions and strictly monitor his every time on Poisson Rouge,  NOW the two of us lose all sense of time together ,as I watch him build railtracks , dig pits to bedrock ,grow fish from spawn and beat the Withers. 
Six years ago the Blog team delivered their first tenative posts as a labour of love, in response to the call from Rev Mary.The rest of 
the team have  moved away from Filey or from the Parish. I have kept the posts coming and information updated as Mary had wanted .

What started with a lady of uncertain  age and three blokes , in the upstairs sitting room at Kiaora with prayer , coffee and bacon sandwiches , is now going to have its own beautiful ending. I am not posting any more, but am not going to remove the site altogether until those in leadership in the Parish decide how and what will be done. So far there are 991 posts. When this reaches 1000 the golden time will stop. Parish sites need to grow and develop, be inclusive and interactive. That is no longer up to me . I need to move on too. People can let their jobs for the Lord be their Jobs for themselves . I see that. 
I am signing off by re publishing the Posts with the mosts hits, apart from this one, my own favourite Christmas one


(from 27th December 2008)

The real thing is much harder, two or more days of saying the right thing, being gracious, having to talk, and being called to the phone every time one is making gravy ,serve admirably to hone the social skills and use of arrow prayers. Facebook is so much easier, a wind down at the end of the day, a response to some totally irrelevant or childish plea to send a snowman or put a present under a virtual tree, or check up on the whereabouts of progeny and their friends. It does nothing but amuse or satisfy a need to check on your own homebuilt and often tenuous social cybergroup. You don't need it, you can manage without it, it is like popping in to the club, seeing who is around, a quick chat, catch up on the gossip, and see what everyone is wearing and how they are. Twittering, the microblogging next generation status deliverer is easier still. Only 140 characters may be used , no one can go on and on, and it is all about you, you you..
The real thing is much harder. We have introduced guests to the BBC's comedy Royle Family. A tribute really to Harold Pinter, who also created Kitchen Sink dramas . Networking on a sofa with its limited number of participants probably reflects many of the Filey sitting rooms this week. Jim and Barbara had a wonderful Christmas day this year . The Christmas lunch , for those who were not blessed to watch it , was Cup a Soup with a twist(in a Bowl) and Carrot Crush. The Royal family networked with consummate skill , tact and all the social skills that mattered, and enjoyed a truly model day. I have one more week to go , will try and keep the 'door to my lips closed ' and introduce a new party game "Guess whats happening to Micks?". No comments here please . Its going to be C........s.

1 comment:

  1. A huge "thankyou" to you Margaret for leading us on this journey. This blog has made me smile, it has made me cry, it has made me laugh out loud, it has deepened my Faith, brought me closer to God and been a constant and regular support over the last few years.



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