Showing posts with label the fam. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the fam. Show all posts

Sunday, November 23, 2014

Keeping the fire alive



I'm chuffed. Norcia is a tiny little town, but it's close enough to Rome and has an important enough patron, that it attracts all manner of interesting people and events. Yesterday, the monks officially inaugurated their beautiful new refectory, and Cardinal Pell had come to say Mass and give a little address. I am slightly acquainted with his eminence through work, and was pleased to be able to greet him and thank him for his courageous work at the Synod.

He noticed that I was still wearing my British Legion poppy, though it is the last week of November. I replied that I usually wear it throughout November, to remind myself to pray for my military relatives. "Both my grandfathers and my great grandfather served in both great wars, so I try to keep remembering to pray for them through the month of the Holy Souls."

The cardinal seemed very pleased with this, and said, "Good to know there's someone keeping the fire alive." He promised to pray for my grandfathers and great grandfather, Norman Hucknell White, Herbert Edward Burkett and William Doloughan.

Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them.



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Friday, February 07, 2014

Love the English!


Just found these. When I was little, I had the same accent as the two dogs, husband and wife, on the sofa. It's Cheshire. I sounded like a child extra from Coronation Street.

This video made me laugh and cry in equal parts, and generated such a pang of homesickness for Cheshire and the Fam that I looked around the flat and started wondering briefly how much it might cost to rent a big van and just drive me and the stuff and Winnie back again.


Me and Uncle Mike, Sept. 2007



The gang in the garden on Sophie's 11th birthday...

We could camp in the van for a bit...Maybe get a flat in Chester...

But then, Council Tax...

Sigh...



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Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Dad



This is my father, taken, I guess, not long ago in a cafe in Duncan, British Columbia.

I'm amazed at how much he looks like my Grandma. You can see her peeking out behind his eyes.



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