Today the #lectionary#stainedglass . This window (one of my very early attempts at photographing glass) is in High Beach (or High Beech) Essex, where I served my curacy.
Of the five parishes I minister in, only two have a bus service, and in neither case do those busses go *between* any of my parishes. My role tacitly assumes I will have my own car, and while such assumptions exist, there's no pressure to improve public transport.
Yes, that got remarked on this morning! Obviously "tact" isn't one of the fruits of the Spirit...
St. Paul's ripping yarn continues and in today's #lectionary#stainedglass is another panel from the window in St. Paul's church, Bedford which featured a few days ago.
Currently arranging the day's drug-regime timings for sore throat ✔️ cough ✔️ alternately runny/blocked nose ✔️ tight chest ✔️ and contacting the day's appointments to see which ones don't want me with/without mask.
Hear, hear! Unhinged billionaires need to have their money taken away and spent on things which protect *this* planet from people like them.
I say this as the custodian of several grade I and II* listed buildings!
The 'heritage' obsession in the UK has become a monster. No generation prior to the 20th century was so utterly fixated on not letting anything change. I'm all for respecting the past, but buildings which aren't fit for the future are a nonsense and will end up abandoned.
Poe's Law - or a close corollary.
In #lectionary#stainedglass today is this window in Holy Cross church, Yelling, Cambridgeshire depicting St. Paul making his defence to Agrippa and Bernice (Acts 26). It's by Frederick Preedy from 1869.
