Run away! Run away!
This weekend I went on a Crosslinks retreat. As strange as it sounds, it was my [first] real experience of spending time with Catholics. There were three or four from each Catholic, Methodist, and Anglican chaplaincies. And I'd have to say it was a good weekend without denominational boundaries.
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We stayed in an Anglican church hall, sleeping on the floor in the 'Upper Room'. There were spiritual activities such as worship, bible study and meditation but for me it was really about getting to know some of the others a bit better, which I did. (I'm quite a Philistine sometimes)
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On saturday evening there was a meditation led by one of the Catholoic girls. I think it was probably very good but my attention was focussed elsewhere. My stomach was making strange noises and I was sat there helplessly trying to stop it.
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Yesterday morning we needed to be up early because they needed to use the hall for the Sunday School. So I set the alarm on my phone. The alarm on my phone is the voice of P. McAvoy trying to sound like Frank Butcher saying, 'Get out of my bed you dirty slag!' I'm not sure how long it had been going before I woke up and switched it off but it seemed to have caught several people's attention. Later, when I was a bit more awake, someone asked, 'Whose was the gay alarm?'
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...
How do you like that mate?
posted by Rowland @ 3:58 pm
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4 Comments:
Well at least you were amongst those who could see the funnyside of it!!
Release the Catholic within Rowland - but perhaps ditch the alarm, speaking as one who 'knows', it does come over a tad 'gay'... ;o)
Good to see you commenting at last Steve.
I assume that those present found it funny, I didn't really ask. I know that some wouldn't enjoy it very much but I think they should lighten up a bit. (Speaking as one who could never be accused of being too serious!)
I'll play the alarm to you next time we meet and you can judge for yourself.
I'm not sure whether there is a Catholoic within but if there is, I'll do my best to release him/her.
Are you trying to cheer me up with these 'symptoms of depression'?
Why do people keep posting comments that start about one thing and then go off on a complete tangent?
I still have the recording of you saying 'Answer the bloody phone you slag' and part of me would like to use it but I just a chicken when it comes down to it. I expect it would go off at the worst possible time like at a quite moment in church, in a lecture or when I leave the phone in a room with my mum.
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