Royal Engagement Facebook Fail

Sheewee

When I first joined the QSWP, we had conversations about a recent invention, the ‘sheewee.’ A plastic device enabling women to spend a penny a little more easily in the outdoors.

Today, Facebook advertised them to me.

Click Me.

However, I’m still not convinced I shall get one.

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Reflections from Lent

I gave up Facebook for Lent.

I didn’t really miss it.

On Saturday evening, I wasn’t well, and thus was awake when the clock turned to Sunday. To occupy my mind, I decided I could go on Facebook.

I don’t like Facebook;

It eats time.

It makes me feel more depressed.

It eats more of my time.

It keeps me up at night when I should be in bed.

It makes me more ill.

It inhibited my ability to get to church on Sunday and thus celebrate THE END OF LENT. Ironic, huh?

I would thus like to thank all my real-life friends who were able to keep in touch with me via the medium of noFacebook. You are ace.

I wish to know why, when feeling low, why I automatically turn to things which make me feel worse?

I am also confused why, two years in a row, I have found no pictures of me at the LST Ball on Facebook. I don’t know why I bother to make an effort?

I would like to go home, to LST, now, please?

Today

Is my parents Wedding Anniversary; the fools.

I finished playing around with my dissertation essay, and sent it to my supervisor again. I’m confident it’s an improvement, but I’m not so confident my conclusion says what I have actually done, or if I’ve not done what I’ve said I’ve done, or whatever. I’m meeting with my supervisor at the end of the holidays.

I got online in time to book tickets to see Have I Got News For You recording as part of Dad’s birthday present; just hope they give me tickets!! Should get confirmation next week.

I’ve done two lots of ‘cello practice. I like playing the ‘cello. I have a lesson with Sarah tomorrow, which is exciting

I’ve finished putting filler in holes in the skirting boards in the spare room; I do try and be a good daughter every now and then!

I get to go on Facebook on Sunday! It’s weird how much I haven’t missed it. Although I’ll be the first to admit that is mainly down to the timing of me returning to LST; had I tried it whilst still being at home it’d have been a different story!

I’m hoping that I get chance to do some more reading for Arts and Worship around my parents celebratory dinner. I could start that now; as Dad’s skiving off work this afternoon to go play ships (well, narrowboats!)

I’m very much looking forward to catching up with Charlotte, Colette, Sarah, Victoria and the Vergers this weekend

Lent; day 12

Today marks the beginning of Lent 2 in the church calendar.
I’m listening to Edward Elgar’s The Dream of Gerontius, which uses text written by Cardinal Newman.
Revelation 20:11 – 21:8

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I still seem unable to reflect on, or even write anything about what I’ve read or am listening to.

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But giving up Facebook seems to be going well now. I’m not stalking certain people so much

Sundays in Lent

Someone told me today that Sundays don’t count in the period of Lent. It’d be 46 days of fasting including the Sundays. So, does that mean I’m legitimately allowed to go on Facebook tomorrow?

Lent; Days 1 and 2

Day one of Lent. I was able to get my internet connection sorted out, which meant I was able to inform people via Facebook that I wouldn’t be on there until Easter Sunday. I have removed the Facebook feed from TweetDeck, logged out of Facebook and removed the tab in which it lived using Firefox.
Except the threat of Phil cheating in Scrabble lured me back to complete those games. I also needed to log back onto Facebook to check contact details for someone. I feel like I have failed already.

The first two days of Lent have led me to listen to Allegri’s Miserere. Allegri was a priest in Rome. I’m sure you’d recognise it if you heard it, even if you don’t know what it is by name. It’s a pretty famous piece of sacred music, using the Latin translation of Psalm 51, a traditional start to the season of Lent. This piece was sung at the beginning of Lent in front of Michelangelo’s painting of The Last Judgement at the Sistine Chapel in the Vatican.

Allegri’s Miserere is very repetitive; a plainsong chant and choral response. ‘The wash of sound that is created ebbs and flows between plainsong and harmony, reminding us of the washing away of sin. The music alternates between rich, sonorous beauty and a simpler, austere single line, which barely moves from a single note.’ [Giles, Gordon, The Harmony of Heaven, Oxford: Bible Reading Fellowship, 2003. p23]

‘Have mercy on me, O God…
Create in me a clean heart, O God…’