tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3189466015307490542024-02-19T09:59:18.198+00:00Ancient RichboroughMusings of a one-time PEVEdwinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15213363119774322096noreply@blogger.comBlogger310125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318946601530749054.post-29513974566403159112014-09-13T17:38:00.001+01:002014-09-13T17:45:34.644+01:00Home Rule for Cornwall?<br />
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We had four nights in Cornwall this week - my summer holiday. The weather was wonderful, and Falmouth, where we stayed, was great. But so much art around the place! We went to the town's art gallery, but it was hosting a party for hundreds of infants and their carers, so you could not get near the exhibits for nappies and (fairly) yummy mummies. They had on the walls of the staircase, though, childrens' pictures inspired by the Tall Ships (they' d been in Falmouth the previous week). My, some of those kids' paintings were terrific.<br />
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Equally awesome was the show at a favourite gallery, Lemon Street in Truro. The potter displaying his work there is Jason Wason. Here is one of his pieces - but you will find other pictures on the Lemon Street website. His studio is in that mysterious far west bit of Cornwall towards Land's End and clearly he is inspired by ancient cultures. The colour on some of his pieces is very subtle, reds and blacks and gold. They are mostly monumental, large and with look of great age and permanence to them.<br />
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We also visited Trelissick. It is in the care of the National Trust. When we last visited the gardens some years ago there was talk of restoring the kitchen garden - apparently they are still talking. But at least the House (a small part of it) is open. It had been built by the Copeland family, and when the contents were sold last year the Trust was able to buy back a few pieces- including some of the important Copeland porcelain. So there is a large dessert service made by Spode and given as a wedding present to one of the Copelands in the early 19th Century.<br />
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The best part of going to Cornwall, though, is seeing old friends. We had lunch with Robin Thomas and his sister in Truro. Robin is a former student of mine at S Stephen's House, now retired but still assisting at St George's. On the way home we stopped off for Coffee at Alverton Manor - strange name for a hotel formed from the one-time Convent of Anglican Sisters (of the Epiphany). The buildings must be listed, so the Chapel had been converted into a 'great hall' and very dismal it looks. The window on the left is one of three which survives at the entrance to the Wedding Hall. We'd arranged to meet Robbie and Sara Low, who had been in to Truro for dental appointments.<br />
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They became Catholics some while before the Ordinariate was born, with the result that Robbie was Ordained much later than most of us in the Ordinariate.... he went the long way round and is now a priest of the Diocese of Plymouth. Many will remember when Robbie and Sarah - with others such as Geoffrey Kirk - produced a memorable monthly magazine for Anglo-Catholics called New Directions. There is still a publication which goes by the same name, but it bears little relation to the witty and lively magazine of those far-off days. Just as the Hotel is not the same thing as a Convent, despite outward appearances.<br />
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Though buildings may disappoint, old friends do not: and we chatted away merrily over coffee for an hour or so with the Lows, putting the world (and especially the Church - in all its manifestations) to rights.<br />
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Now it is time to prepare for tomorrow, Sunday - when I discovered on our return that Fr Darryl has a Baptism (with about fifty relations) fixed for the Ordinariate Mass.... so that will be fun.<br />
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As for the Title of this piece - many years ago, on one of those dire days for Junior Clergy which Archdeacons used to arrange, we were asked what we thought would be in the news forty years on. I ventured "Home Rule for Cornwall", Alas, it looks as though I might have been prophetic. As a Devonian I have to deplore the new habit of putting street signs in what must be an attempt at Cornish. The last Cornish speaker, Dolly Pentreath, was laid to rest two hundred and thirty seven years ago. She must be rotating gently in her tomb at these attempts at resuscitating an utterly dead tongue - it's quite bad enough than our grandson has to waste his time at school wrestling with Welsh.<br />
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<br />Edwinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15213363119774322096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318946601530749054.post-53941784971736047912013-10-13T15:46:00.000+01:002013-10-13T15:46:01.605+01:00Edwinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15213363119774322096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318946601530749054.post-90901882559892345162013-10-13T15:44:00.001+01:002013-10-13T15:44:05.898+01:00Ancient no longerI am revising my blog and you will find it if you want to as Antique Richborough. I also have a dying computer and a new email address. This is to be mgredwinb@googlemail. Thanks for following this blog, if you have been.Edwinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15213363119774322096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318946601530749054.post-44324014492934053222013-10-05T22:30:00.000+01:002013-10-13T15:38:53.730+01:00First ProfessionReturned a couple of days ago from a marvellous break, first in York (the picture is from the gardens at Beningbrough, a favourite haunt of ours when we were in Hull.)<br />
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We went to Mass on Saturday evening where the Parish Priest is about to leave after many years of ministry in that amazing church almost on the doorstep of the Minster. There work continues - the East Window is being very thoroughly restored, and one of the western towers has scaffolding at the top. I wish they'd finish it - the saying is that when there is no work going on at the Minster it reverts to the Catholic Church.</div>
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In Edinburgh the weather continued fine, and you might like to see what they have done to the Princes Street facade of the Academy - it is all to do with an exhibition of paintings by Peter Doig. They claim him as a Scot, though most of his life was spent in Canada and the West Indies. His work is fascinating, and the small studies alongside the very large paintings gave some notion of how he works.</div>
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Was it just a coincidence that TV had a programme on last evening debunking Wallace, particularly the Hollywood film 'Braveheart'? Or were they just trying to stir up the Scot Nats before the great Vote next year? It is to be held on the feast of Bannockburn. As a small child in Greenock I remember having bricks thrown at me, along with the cry of 'Bannockburn' - on account of my English accent. Great, these sons of the 'enlightenment'!</div>
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This weekend the Bournemouth Ordinariate Mission once again celebrated Evensong and Benediction. On previous occasions we have had maybe forty of us in church; this time we were more than double that number, thanks to a good deal of local publicity in both Catholic and Anglican churches. It was especially good to have the Priest in Charge of Holy Trinity Winchester with us - he robed, and read a lesson. Peter Cook, our Organist, had rounded up a number of volunteers to augment our choir, and the music was exceptionally good.<br />
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Then, a final piece of the Patrimony, we enjoyed a very good tea together - with a cake decorated with the arms of the Ordinariate. Now we are planning a spectacular for Advent.<br />
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What a holiday! It contained the sublime and the ridiculous, the amusing and the overwhelming.Here are a few pictures to prove the point. We went on Brittany Ferries <i>(above)</i> from Portsmouth to Santander, drove (over four days) to Portugal, had a week with family there, then drove back to Bilbao for the return ferry. En route we met Bruno who had driven out from Madrid to see us.<br />
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Bruno Ramos edits a Spanish Catholic Magazine, and I have written one or two pieces for him about the Ordinariate, and about Anglican Spirituality.<br />
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There was also an immense floral cat, created by Jeff Koons, sitting outside the Guggenheim - Jane is there to give an idea of the scale of the creature. The flowers are all alive, so it must be a mammoth task renewing the display. We enjoyed the Guggenheim as a building (Gehry's major opus) but the exhibits were a disappointment. We much preferred the wonderful early mediaeval sculptures and paintings in the City museum.<br />
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<br />Edwinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15213363119774322096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318946601530749054.post-52591306003415352982013-08-18T19:25:00.002+01:002013-08-18T19:35:26.184+01:00NewcomersJust a brief unillustrated blog today to announce the Reception & Confirmation of two more members of our Ordinariate Mission. Andrew Hawthorne was an Anglican clergyman - most recently serving as an assistant priest in charge of St George's, Christchurch. Very good that three of his former congregation joined us to welcome him into the Ordinariate. With him was his fourteen year old daughter Emilia - who has taken the confirmation name Jane, remembering St Jane Frances de Chantal.<br />
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We had a jolly little party after Mass - somehow most of the forty-five at Church today squeezed into the small Hall at Our Lady Queen of Peace where we drank a toast to Andrew and Emilia Jane - then my Jane and I said farewell for a while. We are off to Iberia on Tuesday, going on the overnight boat from Portsmouth to Santander then driving down into Portugal where we hope to meet up with our daughter and family for a week of their holiday. So, despite having a new Tablet - no, not that dire publication, but an electronic wizard which combines phone and pad - called, imaginatively, an Asus Fonepad - I shall hope to maintain blog silence until our return. Your prayers would be welcome; we read of wild fires in Spain and Portugal, and temperatures currently around 37C (and reckoned to get hotter).<br />
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When we return plans will be well underway for Evensong, Procession, Benediction and a bunfight [ 3pm on Saturday 21st September]. This was the nearest available date we could get to the Feast of Our Lady of Walsingham. We are inviting friends from local churches, Anglican as well as Catholic. If you are in the vicinity of Southbourne (BH6 3ER) come and join us - you will be very welcome. <br />
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<br />Edwinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15213363119774322096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318946601530749054.post-7054085585537232132013-08-10T22:46:00.005+01:002013-08-10T22:46:54.812+01:00Happy DayFifty years ago on this very day (which was also a Saturday) Jane and I were joined in Holy Matrimony by our then Vicar at St Mark's North End, Canon Peter May. St Mark's went soon after we left Portsmouth to be replaced by the ugliest brutalist concrete abortion in England, so we could not go back there to recall our wedding day. Instead we went to one of the newest of Pompey's attractions, the recently completed Museum Gallery of the Mary Rose. It is spectacular.<br />
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This is just one of the many guns brought up from the seabed - and the perspex housing lets you see the whole of the works - though in some places even the timber gun-carriages have been preserved. One of the more poignant memorials is a case containing religious artefacts, mostly Rosaries but also the covers of some books of prayers, crosses and so on. This was in the latter part of Henry VIIIs reign, after the breach with Rome. It was only thirty or so years later that his second daughter, Elizabeth, proscribed the use of the Rosary. So Mary Rose sank at that crucial time when England might have remained Catholic - by Elizabeth's reign the breach was irreparable, and the anti-Roman propaganda was doing its worst. We still live with the damage begun then. <br />
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The curators have created a mirror image of the original ship, so on one side you see the timbers raised from the sea-bed, and on the other the multitude of items taken from the wreck, set up as if on continuations of the decks. We thought it would be a visit of maybe half an hour - instead we were engrossed for three times as long.<br />
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It may be just my professional background, but I couldn't help noticing a certain funereal note at the show. There was a marvellously daffy 'hearse' which was a tandem bike with a sidecar and on it a woven coffin. Then there were various crafts, among them basket weavers - with just such another coffin on display. Among the heavy horse teams were not just one but two undertakers - clearly the only way to go if you want to have been someone in the New Forest.<br />
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Edwinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15213363119774322096noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318946601530749054.post-17601246366993338902013-07-17T21:54:00.004+01:002013-07-17T21:55:41.492+01:00Ground (hedge) Hog DayThe day began especially well; a new family at the 10.30 mass, with a very new baby - who became a visual aid when the Gospel spoke about the disciples as "infants". The total trust of that little girl sitting on her dad's lap throughout Mass was a joy to us all. Dad is Syrian, Mum, though English, has parents who were in Argentina - so Maria, who come from there, was delighted to welcome them, and spent most of coffee time with the baby girl in her arms.<br />
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Edwinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15213363119774322096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318946601530749054.post-57371086737829343122013-07-08T21:37:00.001+01:002013-07-08T21:57:07.756+01:00Some weekend!It began early on Sunday morning with a call from Fr Brian, my colleague in our Ordinariate Mission. Fr John Lee of St Joseph's Christchurch had been admitted hospital overnight; Fr B must stand in for him. So we set off a little earlier than usual to Bournemouth for our 9.30am Mass. There we heard the good news that our Ordinand, Darryl Jordan, is to be ordained deacon later this month. We were given lunch by Fr Brian and Barbel in Southbourne (a lovely meal, and no need to dash back to Lymington) then in the afternoon he and I conducted evensong and benediction.<br />
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Edwinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15213363119774322096noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318946601530749054.post-7162502481127091952013-07-04T09:25:00.000+01:002013-07-04T09:25:11.775+01:00Telling our storyToday we should begin by wishing our rebellious colonials "Happy Independence Day". Our week began in an unusual encounter; an English Texan meeting a Texan Englishman. Fr Allan Hawkins, from Dallas/Fort Worth visited us with his wife Jose - they are now American citizens - and met our Texan ordinands, Darryl Jordan, who had recently achieved British citizenship.<br />
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Over a picnic lunch we began the serious business of the Pilgrimage, catching up with old friends.<br />
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Our party was fortunate in being able to stay on until Monday. We joined the Catholic Parish at Mass on Sunday morning, and on Monday assisted at the Noon Mass (St John Baptist's Day) at the Catholic Shrine, before making our final prayers in the slipper chapel. Our driver remarked on how fortunate we were in getting a clear route home; expected back around 8.30pm, in fact we were dropped off at Our Lady Queen of Peace half an hour before that. <br />
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As we departed from outside the slipper chapel many were already planning how to come again next year - and hoping that our Ordinary might soon announce the date for the next National Ordinariate Pilgrimage.<br />
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<br />Edwinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15213363119774322096noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318946601530749054.post-645426536106133372013-06-20T20:51:00.001+01:002013-06-20T20:54:05.761+01:00SohoTomorrow Walsingham, today Soho Square. Priests and ordinands of the Ordinariate joined in a plenary session at St Patrick's for instruction and (perhaps more importantly) fellowship. Good to catch up with Fr Bennie from our most northerly reaches. Here are a few of the usual suspects.<br />
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First a duo from the East (well, Wickford and Colchester anyway)<br />
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<em>The blessed Sacrament</em></a> Perhaps it would grow on one; I found it a bit idiosyncratic. There is also a constantly running font, which is fine in principle, but I'm not sure Bless how practical it might be - at least though it is situated near the entrance, which is far better than having (as in one nameless Catholic church) a blow-up children's paddling pool in front of the sanctuary. But enough quibbling, today was wonderful, and it was good that there were so many children and grandchildren of the anniversary couples sharing the day with them. We are so fortunate to have our Bournemouth Mission in Bishop Philip's diocese. He goes out of his way to be inclusive towards us Johnny-come-latelies of the Ordinariate. I think one or two in Church today were a bit mystified to see a clerical collar among the worshippers - some, I know, supposed I was a Deacon. Another time I should have a placard with "Reformed Ex-Anglican" on my back. Many though already know something about us (there are five Ordinariate Groups which meet and worship in Portsmouth Diocese) and even when people have only vaguely heard of us they are invariably welcoming. <br />
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The Bishop began his homily with a very funny and very un-PC story about a dead mother-in law... (which I will use another time) but went on to give us good advice direct from St Paul (bear with one another - always be thankful - forgive each other as soon as a quarrel begins). He spoke about how currently Parliament is "attempting the impossible; to redefine the natural institution of marriage". He asked where this might lead - Polygamous marriage? Designer babies? Unions with several partners? - "As Catholics we must hold fast to the full truth about being human, revealed in Christ, and we must do our best to communicate that truth with real joy and conviction. For the Church's vision of sexuality, marriage and family life is splendid ... and you are witnesses to that."</div>
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Edwinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15213363119774322096noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318946601530749054.post-21469776407445746532013-06-02T22:44:00.000+01:002013-06-02T22:50:17.921+01:00Corpus & Sanguis ChristiJust the usual Ordinariate Mass this morning; except that, almost imperceptibly, it is growing. We started with around two dozen of us. There have been Receptions and Confirmations, and now we seem to number over forty at every Sunday Mass - today, I am told, we were 46. So at least in that respect we are heading in the right direction.<br />
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Then this afternoon we welcomed friends from the parish, and from a neighbouring Anglican parish, to Evensong and Benediction. "I can't think how long it is since I attended evensong and benediction" was once comment. So good that this part of the Anglican Patrimony has been accepted into the Catholic Church, by way of the Ordinariate. We concluded with tea and cakes - and there were scones with jam and cream - or rather, cream and jam. Irresistible to a Devonian.<br />
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Usually my sermons go by without comment; today, though, two people said how much they appreciated it. So, forgive me, I shall attach it here - and then go to bed. You might want to do the same before reading it.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Do this in remembrance of
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">These few words caused so
much blood to be spilled in England less than five centuries ago. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Men and women were killed for insisting on one
interpretation or another of what St Paul is reporting. The Greek word he used
is ana mnesis … literally, ‘again minding’. So did he just mean “calling to
mind” as you might call to mind something for your shopping list? Or is it more
like thinking about an old friend and the good times you had together? More
likely this second sort of remembering, surely? But is it more than that? </span><span style="font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">If you walk down Whitehall
from Trafalgar Square towards Parliament you pass a tall block of marble – the
Cenotaph. Its name means “empty tomb” and that is what it is; unlike the grave
of the unknown warrior in Westminster Abbey, there is no body inside it. Yet
every November it is the setting for a great National act of remembrance; as
young soldiers, sailors and airmen march past it, you can’t help recalling
their prede-cessors, so many of whom died in their youth. Then there are the
veterans, very few now from the last war, but many from conflicts not dignified
with the name of war; the Falklands, Iraq, Afghanistan. With them there is the
doubly sad sight of young men in wheelchairs, their lives altered for ever by
fighting for Queen and country.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span style="font-family: Arial;">It is a powerful business,
this remembering; it can cause great sadness, great pride – and, as we have
seen this week with the defacing of memorials in London, it can cause great
anger too. Perhaps it is this anger among young Muslims that can help us
understand our own history better. </span><span style="font-family: Arial;">For Protestants in the
sixteenth century, it seemed blasphem-ous to honour the bread and wine of
Communion. For Catholics, it was worth going to the stake to uphold the
Church’s teaching about the Mass.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Coming as many of us have
done from modern Anglicanism the arguments can seem strange. In the Council of
Trent the Catholic Church used particular philosophical language to try to
describe just how bread becomes body – language which in essence goes back to
the Greek philosophers, and especially to Plato. Many of us might still
sympathise with Queen Elizabeth I who did not want to open a window into men’s
souls – yet her tolerance only went so far, and belief in transubstantiation,
the Catholic doctrine, was made illegal, just as the reciting of the Rosary and
so much else was proscribed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">In the end, there are two
opposed attitudes, not just to the Mass, but to the whole Sacramental system.
For Protestants, sacraments are nothing but empty symbols, cenotaphs if you
like, tombs with nothing in them. Baptism changes nothing. The eucharist is just
a meal. The journey many of us have made from Anglicanism into the Catholic
Church shows that for us this is not enough. Baptism creates a reality; it
overcomes the effects of original sin, it puts us on the path to redemption.
Communion too; it really changes us. St Paul warns of the dangers of eating and
drinking it without discerning, as he says, the Body. To eat and rink
unworthily, unprepared, is a great danger - for the Mass actually joins us to
the sacrifice of Christ, makes us participate in his death, gives us a
foretaste of the heavenly banquet. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">This sacramental system
finds a response far beyond the confines of Catholicism. It is this need for
reality in worship which strikes a chord for many outside the Church. They may
not understand why, yet when they attend a Catholic funeral they can see that
we are doing something for the person who has died. A Catholic funeral is not
just a romantic recalling of a life, seen through rose-tinted glasses. It says
that this person, like us all, was a sinner; and that God, who is merciful to
us sinners, will hear our prayers for him. Above all, if we offer God’s dear
Son in a celebration of a requiem Mass, he will respond to our heartfelt
pleading.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">There is a
solidity and a certainly about the Catholic Sacraments which too many who have
grown up as Catholics simply take for granted. For those who have come into the
Church from outside, it is quite different. When you have been in a church
where every clergyman’s opinion is as good as any other’s, where one cleric might
believe in the sacrifice of the mass and another consider it is no more than an
empty symbol, it is a huge relief to come into a communion where private
opinions cannot outbalance the belief of the church down the ages – a communion
where one bishop is not going to sound off in the Press, as one Anglican bishop
has this week, in order to disagree with his fellow bishops. But not only with
them, but with the whole Church down the ages. Is this why the latest bishop of
Salisbury was ordained, to deny what every former bishop of Salisbury, and
every other present Anglican bishop, believes about Christian marriage?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">So today we
celebrate Corpus & Sanguis Christi – the Body and Blood of Christ. We
reverence the sacred elements because they are the same body and blood which
hung on Calvary for us. They create a permanent link between the Jesus of
History, walking and talking in first century Palestine, and the Jesus of
today, who sits in majesty at the right hand of the Father, ever pleading on
our behalf his Sacrifice on the Cross.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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comes into its own, comes to life you could say, every November when church and
state gather round it to remember. They are joined in memory by the armies of
the past, the countless numbers who laid down their lives in war. For us, the
Mass does this and so much more every time it is celebrated; as often as you do
this, you show forth the Lord’s death, until he comes. Show him forth, and lift
Him up – as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, so the Son of Man is
lifted up, to draw all men to himself as he promised. May we ever venerate
these sacred mysteries of his Body and Blood, and in our lives show him to the
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From time to time Mrs Barnes appeared to welcome visitors (seen here among the apple blossom - very prolific this season). ( I should say perhaps "Appeared - to welcome visitors" Lynn Truss was right about punctuation)<br />
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Here they are looking thoroughly cheerful - and the weather brightened too as the visits came to an end. Some had managed to visit all ten open gardens. Ours included a strip of "guerilla gardening" - a neglected plot alongside the police station where extra seedlings find a home. Tomorrow we will join others whose gardens were on show to tour all of them ... I think ours must be among the smallest, and maybe the oddest of them all. It is all in a good cause - Lymington Museum and Art Gallery.<br />
<br />Edwinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15213363119774322096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318946601530749054.post-34096445127946517372013-05-15T22:45:00.000+01:002013-05-15T22:50:12.684+01:00Trust in WalesWhat a good present; life membership of the National Trust. When our children were very young my mother bought each of them such a present - at that time, nearly fifty years ago, it cost £50 (and you also received a silver coin with the Queen Mother's head on it). A couple of years later I decided to buy life membership for Jane - it almost broke the bank, for by then it cost £75. I think that's much the same as annual membership for a family today. Certainly it is the best £75 I have ever invested.<br />
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Last week we were visiting family in South Wales; so in a lull between showers we decided to visit Tredegar House. This was the seat of a fabulously wealthy early industrialist, and the house is a baroque gem, very much in the Dutch taste of Mary Stuart and her unspeakable Orange spouse. And the first picture (above) is not of the house, it is merely ths stable block. <br />
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The house had a particularly notorious owner in the early 20th Century. This is part of his boudoir (he had become a Catholic to annoy his father, but his real interest was in the black arts, as practised by Aleister Crowley). Curiously the painting above the fireplace is a religious subject, Abraham preparing to sacrifice Isaac... the blameless two ladies resting by the fireplace are in the picture simply to supply scale.</div>
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On Saturday morning we were off bright and early to go into the centre of the city, to the Cathedral. What a wonderful pile it is, one of Pugin's great works for the Catholic Church, with a very convincing attempt at Early English Gothic Architecture. It is no mere pastiche, though, but a lovely building in its own right. There is a house for the Cathedral Staff next door, and a good new building providing conference facilities.<br />
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We met first in the Conference Centre to begin to get to know one another. We were a marvellously diverse bunch, with a few of the <br />
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After a time of prayer in the lovely Blessed Sacrament Chapel we went to our meeting room to share our picnic lunches. Good to find other old friends there, not least Fr Peter Peterken who has been such a support for Fr Simon - despite being somewhat older than the Holy Father.<br />
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In the afternoon I did my spiel, speaking about the opportunities which the Ordinariate has - provided it is genuinely humble in its approach. We thought about the way our background shapes us - my own schooldays in Plymouth asserted that Francis Drake was a great hero; to those brought up as Catholics his reputation is rather less sunny. We looked at small ways in which the Ordinariate can encourage Catholics to move out of a ghetto mentality into Mission mode. All the participants were very kind, and though I was not home until after 10pm (and the following morning, today, was preaching in Bournemouth at 9.30am) it was well worthwhile - for me if not for them.<br />
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This afternoon our Bournemouth Mission celebrated Evensong and Benediction, conducted very splendidly by Fr Brian Copus and our teams of servers and musicians. On Tuesday Bishop Philip Egan has invited some of us from the Ordinariate to join his priests in a day on "The Clergy and the Curial Review" - a review shich is taking place in Portsmouth Diocese now that the Bishop has been here long enough to have his priorities clear. It is good to be seen as relating to the Diocese, even if we have to be a little tangetial to it.Edwinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15213363119774322096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318946601530749054.post-80599176174544913632013-05-02T21:56:00.000+01:002013-05-02T21:59:41.447+01:00A Privilege<div style="text-align: justify;">
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He was greatly loved. There were family and friends from far and wide - all parts of England and Ireland, and I made sure that Fr Howard Levett (formerly of St Alban's Holborn - now Anglican Chaplain in Venice) was aware of Ray's passing, for whenever he visits us in Lymington we try to take him to the New Forest show, where he is a devotee of the Plonkers.</div>
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The singing was particularly good and heartfelt today, and at the end of Mass and again at the graveside Gordon and Janet of the Plonkers played and sang for us. I found it very moving - Jesus the 'glutton and winebibber' by repute, the 'friend of publicans and sinners' would have loved it, too. A holy and a happy send-off for a lovely man.</div>
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Well it is my own fault. I knocked my ankle. Not a wise move at my extreme old age; for the little knock would not heal - all because of poor circulation, they told me (seems I am in the same situation as the daily papers). In short, nurse took one look and decided this was a good time for a dressing - not just a little plaster over the 1/4 inch wound, but an entire bandage from foot to knee.<br />
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Thus encased, there is the question of how to bathe or shower. Nurse had an answer; a LimbO waterproof protector. You might be amused by the "Additional Warnings" on its use. It is a long plastic bag with an elasticated top, which encases the dressing. But we are told 'Never use the LimbO in recreational water activities' (so I shan't wear it for my water skiing): 'do not attempt to use the LimbO as a flotation device' (so I shan't keep it under my seat in an aircraft to use in emergency) Worse still, 'Children or persons with special needs using the LimbO must be supervised at all times'. Now I know it is probably a defined category in some government directive, but do I have special needs? I sometimes feel I need a stiff G&T: does that count? If so, who is to supervise my ablutions?<br />
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So here I am, trying to get the air out of the device to stop my leg floating away in the bath, and trying not even to consider limbo dancing... I write this not for sympathy, but just as a warning. If you must keep a hold of nurse (for fear of finding something worse), then do; but you might have to face the consequences.<br />
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PS Sorry I am not joining the twittosphere in posting about the divine Margaret: after all, de mortuis nil nisi bonum- but I can't help wondering why the hymn at her obsequies is "I vow to thee, my country" and not (in view of her grandmotherly statement) "We vow to thee, Our country"<br />
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<br />Edwinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15213363119774322096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318946601530749054.post-5653950757018206952013-03-24T22:43:00.003+00:002013-03-24T22:46:08.869+00:00A Cold Coming they had of it...As well we did not get a donkey; the RSPCA would have been after us for letting the beast out in such bitter weather. The journey from Church Hall to Church this morning was more like Christmas than a Palm Sunday - more the Journey of the Magi than a Primrose Path in Spring.<br />
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