Wilting

Yes the Church of Scotland General Assembly has me on my knees at this point – and there are still three days to go.  I gave the PM a miss on Saturday morning – little knowing that I could have sat up in bed and watched him on the website.  And then we did the Garden Party and then the Buffet Supper and this morning the service in St Giles Cathedral and tomorrow is still only Monday.  Of course, the rest of one’s life goes on unabated – letting Poppy in and out, the arrival of the sucker-outers and the digger-uppers for the septic tanks tomorrow and so on.  But St Giles was interesting – best Anglican chanting I’ve heard in quite a while followed by St Patrick’s Breastplate because of Trinity Sunday and I was glad I wasn’t preaching.

I still carry the kind advice of my doctrine tutor in Trinity College, Oxford, who looked at me with kindness and compassion and said [or words to this effect] ‘I think that, at your level, it would be wiser if you did not attempt to think about the doctrine of the Trinity for more than three minutes consecutively’  He didn’t say, ‘Stick to Harvest.’  But I suppose that’s what he meant.

3 comments

  1. Me again. Your speech was really good today. Jim & I both thought so. I’ve just had fun trying to post about Article 3 of the Articles Declaratory, knowing my blog is read mostly by non-Scots, non-presbyterians and indeed non-churchgoers! The Articles Declaratory For Beginners!

  2. Poor David! I saw you at the Gen Ass on Thursday morning (I was only there to support the new Mod who is a friend) and felt very sorry for you having to endure it all. But I rather naively thought you only had to do your duty for the opening session. As a rebel myself, you have my sincere sympathy.

    But do you know…..my daft husband spent his day off today sitting out in Anstruther’s beautiful sunshine and listening to the latest debate on his computer!!! You clergy dudes are mad!

  3. With your heavy schedule I expect you didn’t have a moment to pop out of St Giles to take a peek at parking space 23 in the cathedral’s car park. You-know-who is of course famously buried underneath the tarmac there. I think it was outside St John’s Kirk in Perth that the great man gave his m******** regiment of w**** speech? By the way the PM was seated between ladies with magnificent hats at the Assembly according to the photos,I see. Mind you, not a patch on Princess Beatrice’s hat at the Windsor wedding on Saturday — a wonderful butterfly concoction. And yes, I was in Windsor that day, but not invited to St George’s Chapel, alas.

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