Tuesday, 26 May 2015

Margate Sands & The Beginning Of Summer...

At the beginning of the month I ventured out onto the beach near my new flat. However, the sunshine was deceptive, and a bitter wind meant that I had little inclination to walk very far, or to do more than admire the waves from a safe (and dry) distance.

I'd initially had all sorts of good resolutions about walking to and from the station each day, but the reality of having to leave the house at 5:30am in order to catch the train soon persuaded me that this just wasn't going to happen. I'd have had to leave even earlier if I wanted to walk in the morning, and I was generally too wrecked in the evening to do anything other than crawl gratefully into my car (or a taxi.)

It is now the end of May, and although the weather is a little changeable, it's getting much warmer. Margate was packed for yesterday's Bank Holiday, but today was considerably quieter, and I decided that it was probably a good time to take another little stroll along the sea front.

In order to provide motivation (my psychology background does occasionally prove useful) I left my car parked at home, and took a taxi to lunch at The Hoy, (just opposite the Turner Contemporary) where they do a really good steak. Admirably fed and watered (*ahem*) it was then time to meander homewards.

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I had originally intended to walk on the pavement beside the beach, but the tide was out, and the lifeboat launch area provided an inviting slope towards the waterline. The Harbour Arm end is quite deep when the tide is in, so the sand was nice and firm. I was fascinated by all the worm casts and ripples in the sand...

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As I reached the boating pool, I found that the tide had moved further in, and it was a case of retreating right up the beach to the promenade or taking off my shoes and paddling round the rocks. I gleefully opted for the latter, feeling decidedly "naughty" as I had no intention of removing my tights and would have wet feet (and no towel!) Paddling in the sea is something I haven't done for years! I can heartily recommend it...

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I reached the top of the slope near my flat about 45 minutes after I started off, and was quite amazed to see the distance I had travelled... You can just make out the Turner Contemporary building in the distance (click on the picture for a better view)...

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More photos can be seen on my Flickr page.

Thursday, 14 May 2015

Thanet's The Place To Be...

It's all go in Thanet...

This evening I attended Mass for the Feast of the Ascension at the gorgeous Shrine of St. Augustine at Ramsgate. A simple Missa Cantata... except that the music was courtesy of the Victoria Consort, and it was heavenly! Their superb voices completely filled the church. If you can't get to Thanet, you can always buy their CD...

This Sunday, 17 May, the parish of Ramsgate (St. Ethelbert's) is hosting a viewing of the latest DVD from St. Anthony Communications - so new that it isn't even up on their website yet. Called Marriage: God's design for Life and Love, the film presents the Catholic vision and understanding of marriage and the natural law, the beauty and meaning of human sexuality, family, and of the gift of children, and it addresses the challenges we face in our world today.

The DVD includes presentations by stalwarts of the Faith such as Raymond Leo Cardinal Burke, Bishop Mark Davies, Fr Marcus Holden and Fr Andrew Pinsent, Just to whet your appetite, here's the official trailer...



Monday, 4 May 2015

The Noble Art Of Kitty Shui...

We've all heard of Feng Shui... but less well-known is Kitty Shui (pron. shoo-ee) which involves chasing cats out of empty spaces...


Sunday, 3 May 2015

Procrastination...

Yesterday provided the first real opportunity for unpacking a few boxes, and so I was absolutely determined to use my time wisely. Naturally, this meant that, at the first glimpse of sunshine, I immediately opted to let the unpacking go take a running jump and went out for a walk along the beach close to my flat...


I would just like to reassure my friends that I am not ill - I realise that I haven't voluntarily gone out for a random walk any time in the past decade, but there is something very appealing about a sandy beach... and anyway, the alternative was unpacking boxes.

I very nearly went for a paddle too... but it was just a bit too chilly.

Saturday, 2 May 2015

Pastures New...

The kitty kill count in the sidebar is going to be rather uneventful for at least the next month or so. I have just moved house (down to Margate), and so, until they get used to the new place, the Cardinal and Monsignor are not allowed outside...

The cats have been a little freaked out by the whole moving thing - they yowled piteously for a full hour and a half as I drove them down the motorway. When I'm out, the two of them hide behind some boxes together in the darkest corner they can find, and they only seem to come out to explore once I arrive back home. And at night, the two of them sleep on the bed with me. I guess that, in the face of such upheaval, all hostilities are suspended!

It has been very entertaining watching the kitties learn all about laminate flooring. Furretti, in particular, seems to have problems cornering at high speed, and she has missed her intended target a few times as her back feet occasionally slip out from under her when she attempts to jump up,

This morning, Miaowrini saw her first seagull outside the bedroom window, and she got quite excited. Once the catflap is installed and is in operation, I anticipate some interesting additions to the kitty kill count. That's assuming a seagull doesn't dump her in the middle of the North Sea...

Saturday, 11 April 2015

First Results From The Letter Of Support...

Well, the letter of support was carried by several bloggers, and all signatures collated by the organisers. The letter was then sent to the Catholic Herald.

If you are interested in seeing who has signed it, the complete list can be found here.

Thanks to all those who blogged about it, and all those who signed. Many thanks also to Andrew Plasom-Scott and Mark Lambert for their hard work in coordinating the whole thing.

Sunday, 29 March 2015

Supporting Our Faithful Priests...

In support of our priests, our families, and our Church...

You may have seen the recent letter from more than 450 priests in support of the Church’s teaching on marriage. We would like to invite you to sign the letter below, to be sent to the press in support of them, and to encourage others to sign it.

To sign, please leave your name and your diocese in the comments box below, or if you prefer email them to one of the coordinators: Mark Lambert or Andrew Plasom-Scott.

The Letter:
Dear Sir,
We, the undersigned, wish to endorse and support the letter signed by over 450 priests in the recent edition of the Catholic Herald.
As laity, we all know from our own family experiences, or those of our friends and neighbours, the harrowing trauma of divorce and separation, and we sympathise with all those in such situations.
It is precisely for that reason that we believe that the Church must continue to proclaim the truth about marriage, given us by Christ in the Gospels, with clarity and charity in a world that struggles to understand it.
For the sake of those in irregular unions, for the sake of those abandoned and living in accordance with the teachings of the Church, and above all for the sake of the next generation, it is essential that the Church continues to make it quite clear that sacramental marriage is indissoluble until death.
We pray, and expect, that our hierarchy will represent us, and the Church’s unwavering teaching, at the Synod this autumn.
Yours faithfully,

Sunday, 15 March 2015

Catching Up...

Well, despite my best intentions, I didn't get to write anything further about Cardinal Burke's visit to Ramsgate last week. This was partly because, after getting home and uploading my photos it was 1:00am. I had about 3 and a half hours' sleep before it was time to get up and go back to work.

Nevertheless, the whole of Tuesday passed in a warm fuzzy glow of fired-up enthusiasm... but I then spent the week catching up on missed sleep and marking books. In the meantime, His Hermeneuticalness has stolen yet another march on me, and has posted the full text of Cardinal Burke's sermon. Read it, and you'll get an idea of why it was such an uplifting occasion.

In a case of pots and kettles, over dinner I berated Dominic Bevan for not advertising more of the singing of the Victoria Consort at Ramsgate - there is a mouth-wateringly good programme of events planned for Holy Week and Easter. I pleaded for a scoop for my blog, and so I have the privilege of posting their programme...


Tuesday, 10 March 2015

Solemn Pontifical High Mass...

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I'm just back from Ramsgate, where, at the Shrine of St. Augustine, Cardinal Burke celebrated a Solemn Pontifical High Mass.

It was awesome, and totally stunning. I've never seen so many people packed into such a small space. Fr. Finigan did a great job of summarising the whole event over on his blog, but I had further to travel home (and went out for dinner as well!) so I shall blog tomorrow.

I have, however, got the photos up on Flickr, so feel free to go and have a good look!

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Sunday, 8 March 2015

Is This What A Feminist Looks Like...?

I enjoyed a delicious lunch today after the Missa Cantata at Margate. I was just pondering whether to indulge in dessert when the waitress placed a plate of chocolate cake in front of me.

His Hermeneuticalness pointed out to the young woman that I hadn't ordered cake. She explained that it was a free treat for all their female customers, to celebrate International Women's Day.

It briefly occurred to me that this was a terribly sexist thing...

What a stereotype to perpetuate... I'm a woman, and so I must like chocolate cake! Is this really the equality which hundreds marched for today in Central London?

Actually, I'm afraid that I didn't much care. It was chocolate cake. I ate it.

In order to strike a blow for equality for downtrodden men everywhere, His Hermeneuticalness stole a spoonful of my chocolate cake. I let him live, but only because I suspect that attacking one's parish priest with a cake fork probably carries some sort of canonical penalty...

Thursday, 26 February 2015

Lack Of Blogging Oomph...

I haven't had much inclination for blogging of late. I had hoped to get up a bit more enthusiasm during Half Term (was it really only last week?) but was either busy doing stuff (which meant that I didn't have time to blog) or was busy recovering from doing stuff (which meant that I didn't have the energy to blog!)

However, just to show willing, I thought I'd put up some photos from last Sunday:

After a lovely Missa Cantata in Margate, I went out for lunch in Ramsgate, overlooking the harbour...


I love the sea when it looks all grey and moody, but apparently I missed a really good photo opportunity earlier in the day when the sky was an iridescent blue, and quite spectacular.

Then, after lunch, it was time to attend Vespers at the Shrine of St. Augustine. The Schola Augustini, led by Thomas Neal, sang beautifully...



It was a great occasion, and there is sung Vespers at the Shrine on the fourth Sunday of each month, so do go along if you get the chance!

Thursday, 12 February 2015

Naughty Cat...

This is the sort of thing my two get up to, but never when I've got my camera handy. The expression on the cat's face is really priceless.

Wednesday, 11 February 2015

The Season Of Septuagesima...

2013-01-27 10.40.59One of the things that I love about the Traditional Latin Mass is that it adheres to the old liturgical calendar, with all the Vigils, Octaves and seasons. I particularly like the season of Septuagesima - the two and a half weeks before Lent. The idea is that we need to prepare for the great feast of Easter by observing Lent, but the forty days of Lent form such a pivotal part of our spiritual conversion that we actually need time to prepare for it as well, hence the gentle mournfulness of the season. The Alleluia is "buried" until Easter, the Gloria is not sung at Sunday Mass (nor the Te Deum at Matins), and purple vestments are worn.

I was fascinated to read the history of Septuagesima as written by Dom Guéranger, OSB, and the relationship to the forty days of Lent. Apparently, in the Greek Church, they didn't fast on Thursdays, Saturdays or Sundays, and so, to make up the forty days, Lent actually started on Septuagesima. In the Latin Church, however, Lent began on Quadragesima Sunday, but, since Sundays were not counted as fasting days, Lent was only 36 days long (as noted by St. Gregory the Great in one of his homilies, quoted by Dom Guéranger.)

Therefore, in order to make up the "shortfall", the Latin Church started her Lenten fast on Ash Wednesday...

If you want to read more about the liturgy for Septuagesima, Zephyrinus has posted the texts (and explanatory notes) from the Saint Andrew's Daily Missal, which form a wonderful resource for prayerful contemplation. He has posted each Sunday separately (Septuagesima Sunday, Sexagesima and Quinquagesima) - the latter is from last year, but will be changed when this year's post is up.

There's only a week to go before Lent (I'm a little late in posting this!) but at least, due to the old calendar, Ash Wednesday won't catch me unawares...

Tuesday, 10 February 2015

Competitive Cats...

Kitty-watching can be most entertaining at times.

Miaowrini has been using the cat bed on top of one of the wardrobes for quite some time, but suddenly it's being taken over by Furretti. On finding her spot occupied the other day, Miaowrini looked a little forlorn, so I fetched a second cat bed and placed it on a trolley at the foot of my bed (not quite such a good location as the first bed, it would seem). After a little while, Miaowrini made herself comfortable, with all the circling, paw-kneading and purring which she used to carry out in her previous spot. And then she appeared to go to sleep.

Five minutes later, Furretti got up to go to the kitchen and munch some cat biscuits.

Quick as a flash, Miaowrini jumped down from her bed, scooted across the room and jumped up to the wardrobe. In less than a minute, she had settled down again to sleep, this time in her favourite spot.

Furretti returned, found that she had been supplanted, and retired to the sitting room in a huff.

Possession, it would seem, is nine points of the law for cats as well as humans...
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