Such a beautiful evening.
We held our cell in the garden at the vicargae, overlooking the river and the greenest city in Europe spreading away to the west.
It was hard to see a house, despite being slap in the middle of an urban environment.
The mood of the river was unfathomable this evening, almost sulky as the new moon rose over the tree tops. Saturn one side, Juoier bright to her right.
Cirrus appeared later, and the four lights made magic in an otherwise undisturbed sky.

To my ears, the word of the Lord is carried in birdsong.

All very symbolic too, and I felt deeply touched and inspired. It is as if the moon is rising over our little community now, a thin crescent of hope and inspiration, burning with the vaguest and most subtle confidence. Growing, to rise above us all and shine with God's grace into the uplifting period ahead.

I feel charged with new purpose.
It is almost uncanny that my church and office life are moving in such close parallel at the moment, like a pair of heavy horses, groomed and proud pulling me to plough virgin fields of new experience.
Our website workshop in the office this afternoon was well led by Jo, and we have moved forward a long way.
Thanks also to Mel, who joined us for a meeting today for the first time.
I am growing to like her more, and with that comes a deep respect for her experience, vision and forthright manner. AT first I couldn't see the blessing inthis, but having her on board has shifted the dynamic. She is the perfect antidote for D and his domineering inability to listen or let anyone else speak...
Three has always been a dangerous number, leaving two against one inevitably in most situations.
But now we have more balance, a different perspective, and some great ideas.
Some less good, but I think over the last couple of weeks we have established a forum in the office where we can (at long last) be a little more direct with each other in the knowledge that it is our differences that provide the spark which drives the company.

Sanctimonious, self-righteous rambling?

I don't know - why not celebrate being alive and acknowledge how good life can be??
God knows, enough peopel rant about how crap everything else is.

I love my life, and don't feel a need to apologise for that tonight.

I stole this from another blog because I remember having seen it before at Steak and Chees ea while back. This still remains one of the few websites that's actually funny.
The net is becoming as banal as TV lately.

Funny for me personally because Mrs Wiliamson even looks like Kink's mum, as well as worrying about the same kind of sh*t.

Life's what you make of it. Get out there and make something of it.
She probably has bin bags in the lounge, and newspaper over the windows

My turn tonight , at long last.
Playing with 9month old Baggins in the bath I realised this is only the thrid or fourth time I have done. That's OUTRAGEOUS!!!!
She grows so fast.
learning tonight that she can't hold the water in her fist, and looking very puzzled.
Even more confused because of course she CAN hold the bubble, which kind of stick to her hand. Watching as some slowly ran down her arm and she followed it with her eyes was hilarious!!

She's been on her feet for about a week, but not really standing. She kind of hauls herself up by clinging on to trousers, duvets, settees, cats etc and then just squeals with delight until her legs fold up and she plonks down on her bottom!
So she could potentially be the arliest to walk - which Flo still holds by doing it actually ON he first birthday. how can that possibly be ten years ago.

She's in the middle of SATS of course, and seems comfortable enough with them.
I feel there must be another way that OFSTED can assess a school's performance without testing the kids - they take it all too personally.
Science and maths are her strength, but she struggles with spellings.

At the moment though I'd have to say its Elsi that wins hands down in the favourite Child of the Moment chart.
You shouldn't have favourites? Oh come on, get real. We all do, and it changes every day...

Geologica work at last finished. A nice littl ehome job, the money from which should pull us even further round the corner.
Planning ahead for 2008 in the office looks amazing!! can I realistically look forward to doubling my salary next April. If so, we will have spare money for the first time.
Scary thought.
At last then we will be able to set up a realistic giving programme. I am the only member of the PC Cwho doesn't tithe at all, let alone generously.
I like to thiink I give in other ways, but it will be good to have sufficient 'extra' to sort soemthng out.

Planning at work is becoming a Big Deal.
We have no internal structure to speak of, no aims, objectives and no marketing strategy. All stuff for J and I to focus on over the summer.
tensions are falling now - we've all had a chance to meet and talk. seems to fall to me to initiate 'meetings' with each person separately and then encourage those with differences of opinion to talk too each other.
Like I need that role as well!!!!

Grr

Sally scared me today. or rather, I scared myself.
She drifts across the corner of my world on a Wednesday afternoon, and I find myself looking forward to that half hour more and more.
She waits now, in the foyer, and we walk into the swimming lessons together, and then I wait after changing and we walk about together.
She's going to be one of those

Invisible, invisible
Women, women

that Foxx sings of. I came THAT close to touching her today, in the cafe, So so near the edge of that precipice.
What's that all about? Her shoulder, my head.
She smells good.
Already now I'm thinking about next week. Haven't yet arranged the coffee while she's in town, working just opposite my offic etwice a week. That is an inevitable development.

Insecurity is a curious thing.

But then of course, you bring these thoughts to Him, and by return an answer comes.
It is never quite what you expect.
Little Stan has a piece of paper in his hand suggesting that he is ready to move up to Improvers. Whch runs at a different time on a different day of the week.

There's somethng in that.

And what album provides the in-car entertainment this week?
John Foxx - "In Mysterious Ways"

There's something in that.

Haven't played a lot else lately.
Tonight I have Bjork's Gling Glo album on, and I'll folow this with another burst of george best.
That's not so good for bedtime mind you.
Erm... shall I give Aerial a blast??