Posts Tagged ‘Birthday’



June 21, 2010

Last Wednesday I met Dave in London, we went to the matinee performance of the Lion King. I had been looking forward to it for ages! It might have been an error on our part, booking for the matinee, as we were surrounded by lots of school children! All in all, it was good, but going from all the reviews etc. I had expected the general acting, dancing and singing to be much tighter than it was! But the costumes and set made up for it!

After that, we decided to head over to the pub where Matt White was doing a gig that evening. We ate while waiting for the action. We were there as Matt, Simon and Ben arrived – It was ace to catch up with Ben, as I’d not seen him since he and Simon came with Vizaviz on mission to my school in 2004!

Dave took pictures during the gig, which I really enjoyed. On the way back to the station, Dave asked me if I could drive him to his Mum’s house to pick up some things for his holiday, I said we could do it then, as we’d got out the gig by 8.30pm. So we got the tube back to Northwood, and I drove him to Hillingdon and then back to his home in Finchley.

It was at this point that Dave told me some news. Initially I told him I was ‘okay,’ but my body was reacting before my mind, so I was glad it was dark and we were in the car. I drove off, desperately wanting to ask him questions. But I couldn’t bare to be that girl from that film who turns around and crys.

I’ll be honest, I don’t know how I got home to LST. I called to say I was home, after a long silence Dave asked me how I was, to which I was able to reply in words that made some sense. He said he was proud of me, that I’d been able to verbalise how I’m feeling, rather than thinking he would guess.

I spent the majority of Thursday in tears, which was, well, embarrassing.

On Friday, I met a friend from All Souls Orchestra for lunch in Covent Garden which was lovely. He’s just got a new job with the BBC starting at the end of the month.

That afternoon, I got the tube to Finchley, sat in the park, and wrote a letter to Dave, which I then went to hand-deliver to his church. He was around and we hung out; everything was bizarrely normal.

I headed back in to London, meeting some LST folks at Regents Park for a picnic to celebrate Simon’s birthday. We then went to the Open Air Theater to see the Cruicible. It started pouring with rain during our picnic, so the performance started an hour late and we were all snuggling up with our cups of tea trying to keep warm! All in all, it was a fun, but late night!

On Saturday morning, I had arranged to visit Chloe in Willesden as she has a spare room going in her flat, which I was interested in. I really liked the flat, but I can’t commit to it until I have a job… so watch this space!

On Wednesday evening, I had a text from Lucy at Langham Arts Office asking if I was free this weekend to play with ASO in Goring on Thames. I was, so I drove over for the rehearsals Saturday lunchtime. We were staying with hosts, and had dinner at the church that evening with all the host families, which was lovely. Sunday morning was an Orchestral Service, with the local primary school choir. We went back to our hosts for lunch, and then at 3 O’Clock, there was a concert in the church. I had a really lovely weekend, meeting some wonderful people.

Driving home, I was exhausted! And I had promised Mum and Dad I’d go and meet them wherever they had got to with the Narrowboat. They were just north of Watford by the time I got there. So I went to meet them for dinner to wish Dad a Happy Father’s Day and Birthday! He really liked the ‘Keep Calm and Carry On’ mug which I had bought him; then he opened Matthew’s present, to discover he, too, had bought him the same thing! Mum said he can have one at home and one at work now!

All in all, the last few days has been a huge whirlwind…


Have I Got Bruce For You

May 27, 2010

I managed to get two tickets to take Daddy to the recording of Have I Got News For You on Wednesday evening as part of Daddy’s birthday things πŸ™‚

Originally we’d planned to meet at St Paul’s go up to the top of the Dome, find some food and join the queue at the London Studios. That was before I remembered that Steve, my accompanist for my Final Recital is only in on Wednesdays, and I also have Cello lessons on Wednesdays with Margaret. So I didn’t get to St Paul’s ’till gone 3.

Dad said he didn’t want to rush around things, so we went for a relaxed walk over the Millennium Bridge and along the South bank. We found the London Studios at around 4 and already there was a queue forming outside! So we decided we should probably find some food to eat and join them to guarantee seats!

We found a quaint little place called Henrietta Park, which I took pictures of for Henrietta, our Tortoise! We had some lovely Pizza and drinks and headed back to the London Studios, where there were now two queues, the one we had seen earlier was for QI, the second, shorted queue was for Have I Got News For You.

We joined the queue at 4.30, 2 hours before they were going to begin letting us in! We got chatting to the gentleman in front of us who turned out to be a regular! I used the time to read my book on Song of Songs as revision. They moved the queue twice while ticking off names and tickets.

When we were finally let in, we found ourselves on the front row of the middle section, just left of the center camera! The warm-up guy was funny, especially when he started talking to Dave in the audience who was so vague in answering every question, then he discovered that all the rest of us in the audience knew Dave! Heh.

The set is so much smaller, and cheaper looking in real life than it looks on TV!

The guests were Laura Solon with Ian and Ross Nobel with Paul, hosted by Bruce Forsyth!

It was really fun πŸ™‚ My favorite parts included:

  • When Bruce was insistent he’s older than the Queen, to then be told he isn’t!
  • When Ian went and joined the audience.
  • When Bruce sang to Laura, on more than one occasion.
  • When we, the audience answered for the panel.
  • When Ross and Paul went Dancing at the end, their microphones and battery packs fell off and they wound up crushing them.

We left the London Studios at almost 10pm, Dad wouldn’t have caught the train we’d booked! So it was good that we’d had a change of plan since Winifred died, to drive home from LST. By the time I’d finished packing etc. we got on the road about midnight, then had to get fuel at Tesco’s before hitting the M1. After a stop at Watford Gap, we got home around 2.30am.

Tired, happy, Lizzie.


On the bright side

February 13, 2010

Following some more starring into space, I finally decided yesterday to sew some badges on my campfire blanket… just a few more and I’ll hit 800 in total sewn on (there will be pictures, no doubt). I sewed on about 6 badges, but it made me feel like I’d achieved something, even though it’s not that important, or big, I did something. Which meant tea time wasn’t as hard as lunchtime.

I sat next to Kayoko (sp?) the mature student who I bumped into the previous night in the corridor. It was nice to talk to her, even though it drained my energy somewhat as I found her accent hard to understand. But I love the diverse nature of the LST students πŸ™‚ It turns out she had asked Iris (Registrar) if she could move to the room which I am now in, to be on the ‘sunny’ side of college, which I feel a bit guilty about, but also very thankful to Iris for reserving the room for me!

I also heard Tim was having a party for his birthday, with not having internet, I assumed I’d missed something on the Intranet, but it turned out it was a Facebook invite. I texted Tim and asked if I could come, turns out he’d not been so good at letting everyone know about it, so I didn’t feel so not wanted! Both Paul and Rachael said they’d let me know when they were leaving, so I could walk up with them around 8 (as I didn’t know where Tim’s house is). I had a nap, with my ‘phone in my hand, I looked at my ‘phone at 7.40 and figured I still had 20mins, the next thing I knew it was 8.30 and I had no messages or missed calls. I felt crap. Oh, and forgotten about. I rang Paul and he had forgotten me and was already there. He suggested a few other people, some of which I couldn’t get hold of, or plans had changed. I rang Dave, he was there and was lovely, I decided to drive up, as I’d be going on my own…
I had a good time. It was lovely to catch up with some folks from my year and meet some new people, too. I also didn’t stay too long, which I was pleased with myself about!

I came back to my room got ready for bed and watched some Grey’s, then it took forever to sleep. I was in pain. I needed the loo but had to go right down to the ones outside the Finance office, which felt like miles away in the early hours! I could hear talking, but I couldn’t work out where it was coming from exactly. Which frustrated me, as when I went to lunch, Katka told me off for my alarm going off this morning and disturbing Nino. I didn’t even hear my alarm until 9.30 when I turned it off!

I didn’t get up ’till midday, but unlike yesterday, it wasn’t too bad. I think I need to work on getting up when I have no reason to get up, though.

I was blessed once again by the special diet food I was given at lunchtime. Yum.

This afternoon, I have sent some emails, worked on a job application, sewed on some badges and I’m about to do some ‘cello practice. Things are not as bad as they may have seemed.

Tomorrow I hope to visit one of the churches in the group for which I’m applying to be a Pastoral Assistant, as the deadline is on Friday.

Oh, do this.


White Christmas!

December 25, 2009

So, I feel like I ought to take back all my complaining about the lack of snow here in the Trent Valley, because here in Nottinghamshire along with a few other places in the UK, we officially had a White Christmas! Amazing.

I woke (before my alarm?!) to the lawn being completely white with snow. Driving to Southwell to go to the Minster was pretty interesting this morning, but beautiful too πŸ™‚

I hope you have all had a blessed Christmas.

I have really felt the hand of God upon mine. It’s been lovely. None of the family arguments. Much peace, laughter and goodwill.

Despite not being able to make it to a midnight communion service last night, I really appreciated us all going to the Minster this morning. It’s ages since all four of us have been to church together. And, drinking tipple with the men of the choir before the service was fun times too! It’s the first year since I was 19 that I’ve made it to a Christmas morning service, as I was either working at the hostel, or exhausted.

My main gift from Mum and Dad was a digital radio – so I can have the radio on in my room here at home, and when I return to LST. They also bought me two chains for necklaces, so I look forward to wearing them for my dissertation recital and at other times. Oh, and a pair of nice fluffy slippers to replace my tatty old ones! I was given an unfortunate amount of Chocolate, but I have been generous and given it to the rest of my family! Bless Mum and Dad – they tried so hard to buy chocolate without milk in it!

I’m really starting to notice that my health is much more balanced of late, which I’m so grateful for. Maybe my Christmas wishes are coming to fruition after all that doubt? I’m praying that the plans of the next week don’t knock me off kilter, and, if they do, that I can hold onto the fact that I am getting better.

One step at a time.


I thought I was a Christian

December 18, 2009

Okay… so I spent part of my evening tidying my Formation folder, so now things make sense and are tidy. But I came across this, my testimony which I wrote for a job application in the Spring. And, it made me happy… so I thought I’d share it with you πŸ™‚

I thought I was a Christian.
I grew up in a Christian family and went to church regularly. As I grew up, I was involved with various groups and activities; singing in a church choir, bell-ringing, being part of a music group, helping with Holiday clubs. At secondary school, together with others, I was involved in launching and running of the school’s Christian Union.

Although I look back and say ‘I lost my faith’ in May 2003, this ‘faith’ I thought I had wasn’t strong enough. After a traumatic experience, I turned my back on the God I thought I knew. Why would an all-loving God allow something like this to happen in His creation? I prayed with a youth leader at church, who asked God to forgive me for letting myself get into a vulnerable situation. From that point on, I blamed myself for the experience.

Throughout the months that followed, the Lord really had His hand on my life, through conversations with friends and mentors and in making some difficult decisions to re-sit the year at school.

Following a meeting with the Pastoral Head at school and various hospital visits, I was diagnosed with Myalgic Encephalomyelitis (M.E.) and was away from school for a considerable period of time. During this time, I received a letter from a school friend inviting me to join her at her church the following Sunday evening. It was during this evening service at Southwell Baptist Church that I felt God’s presence for the first time. I knew God personally, not as a distant or historical character. I continued to attend SBC and, as a confirmation of my renewed faith, I was Baptised.

I still struggle from time to time with the M.E. especially as, retrospectively, it had a part to play in being in the situation I found myself in that May. My faith helps me cope with the need to pace and the lows I can experience. I know that God is stronger than any illness.

During my gap year, I found it refreshing to be working for Christian organisations. At the Carpenter’s Arms, I was part of a strong community of believers amongst the staff team, which was such a blessing. Whilst working at the Cathedral gave me a great sense of awe and wonder, and enabled me to appreciate the more traditional, liturgical services.

I was given a study Bible for my 18th birthday; I couldn’t read enough of it. I considered studying Theology. Yet, I’d also received enouragement from a Cello tutor who told me I had the ability to go to Music College. When I heard of the course at London School of Theology (LST) I knew it was the right place for me. However, I had not yet told my parents of my change of heart: I had my sights set on being a Physiotherapist, but God was pointing me towards LST. Unsurprisingly, they struggled to understand. Over the next few months, however, I really felt God work in them, and during a summer music course, my Dad, realising the desire was genuine, told me that I could go to LST.

As a third year student at LST, I am involved with various aspects of college community life both serving and receiving. As a Theology, Music and Worship student, I am involved with the weekly chapel service, either playing ‘Cello, or leading spoken parts of the service. I attend Emmanuel Church Northwood whilst at LST where I am involved with the music ministry of the church and with the 20’s-30’s group. During my second year I acted as Hall Representative, dealing with various issues and concerns. As class representative I continue to act as a link between fellow students and the course board, bringing any student concerns to their attention.

The placement opportunities I have had whilst at LST have enabled me to discern my calling. I remain involved with All Souls Orchestra playing in Prom Praise events. I discovered my passion for sharing the Gospel with children in a vibrant and relevant way during my placement with Keswick for Kids, to which I return each year. This practical service helps me apply my academic studies at LST.

Studying at LST has been challenging, yet enriching. I have grown academically and in relationship with the Lord. I have learnt so much about His abounding love for His creation, and I cannot deny His hand in my life.


LST is amazing

October 25, 2009

It’s this incredible community, which, despite it’s downfalls (and I’m not pretending it doesn’t have any) has made me feel SO loved this week.

Yesterday I received a parcel, which included ‘Spot the dog’ a bar of my favorite LST Bookshop Chocolate and a Birthday card from all my lovely friends in my new LST year group and others in the year below.


You truly made my day!

I also think LST Bookshop chocolate is what makes my world go round (along with God, and my Cello and maybe other things!)

I have also just found my passion for LST work again this weekend… so I’m going with it… little at a time πŸ™‚

I’m visiting LST next week and I am so excited! I think it’s going to be the last visit before I’m back for good…

Thank you LST πŸ˜€


Birthdays and Facebook

October 21, 2009

I’m going off Facebook…

I mean, I have a wall full of love from lots of people. A fair amount I’m in touch with regularly, but then there’s those who don’t reply to my posts asking how they are, and just post ‘happy birthday’ because Facebook reminds them… or those who, I hardly have anything to do with in real life anyway, like some LST people I’ve rarely ever spoken with.. but say happy birthday. I mean, where is the love when I need it the most? Seriously.

Haha… I just noticed one girl from NSGSO sent me two birthday messages on facebook; you’d think it’d give her a message saying she’d wished me happy birthday, or something?!

Although, Carlo’s message has just made me laugh! ‘Birthdays are nature’s way of telling us to eat more cake! Enjoy your day! God Bless You!’

And Mark’s was pretty special too – instead of writing out the words for Happy Birthday, he wrote out the notes…

But nonetheless, this year’s birthday has been pretty crud. I am however very thankful for my friendship with Colette… just going to the pub for an hour or so made the whole day seem that bit better πŸ™‚

Yet, today, I feel even worse… turns out a trip to the pub on my birthday is too much.

My prayer for my 25th year on this earth, is to get better from this.