Good morning all from Glasgow, where it is 11^C and cloudy.
I have woken with a very sore throat and hacking cough. 😡
I seem to pick up every bug, doing the rounds! I'm feeling pretty grim and have a blinding headache. Hopefully it will pass.
We had a very enjoyable trip to the theatre yesterday, but only after I had to deal with more chaos and anarchy in the parish.
My plan had been to send out the e-bulletin and also upload it to the parish website, before going out.
However, time was running out and I still hadn't heard from the trainee sacristan, who was typing it up
Eventually, I phoned him, to find out, that he was about to print it, without having added the items, he had missed out.
I would be better doing it myself, but I'm trying to delegate.
Just as I was getting myself titivated, I saw a message from the Chief Sacristan. It is a misnomer, he swans around the sacristy, doing very little, then rushes off, because his wife stands at the door, arms folded, with a face like fizz, if he lingers.🤣
He was given the title when I was shielding and the P.P doesn't know how to revoke it.
The message read:: I think Fr X has the time of tomorrow's Mass wrong, could you sort it, I don't know how to contact him? 😡
I was raging, because this priest said Mass yesterday and this same sacristan was on the altar with him. Why didn't he sort it then?
I had DH hassling me to go for the train and I had this to deal with.
Then I had a brainwave, This retired priest lives in an annexe in the grounds of a church, where the P.P is someone I have known since he was a young boy. The phone rang and rang and I had just about given up, when he answered. I explained my predicament, there was a long silence, then he said, MD, I am in Lourdes.
along with half the priests of the Diocese.
I eventually got it sorted.
The musical was very enjoyable, apart from me, accidently thumping DH with my stick!
An elderly lady was shouting at me from the back of the stalls, (we were at the front) not to sit down, her husband was disabled and they needed to get in to the middle of the row. I lost my balance, as she pushed in and poor DH became the the victim of an assault by a walking stick. 🤣
Afterwards, we headed for dinner in our favourite Italian restaurant. (Via the M&S sale 😉).
I had booked a lower floor, but it was so busy, they could not accommodate us.
I was taken down a service corridor to a secret lift and given a table on the top floor, with views over Glasgow. I wasn't complaining.🤣
Looking forward to my fritto misto, I enjoyed a bit of people watching.
Dinner arrived and I wondered, why I had barbecue sauce, instead of tartare sauce. I took one bite and it was chicken! DH had finished his meal, before my replacement arrived, it spoiled the experience a little.
Glasgow on a Saturday night was an alien experience to us. I have never seen it so busy, with tables of customers covering the pedestrian areas. I found the crowds of noisy, groups of
rude young people quite intimidating. No-one seems to have manners these days.
I'm off to Mass, DH has gone to 8am Mass in the Cathedral, he can't bear the thought of the combined 11am Mass, and hordes of noisy, indulged weans! 🤣
We have the luxury of three sacristans this morning, because the masses are combined. I don't plan to do much
I hope.
I wish you all a pleasant day and hugs for all our poorly friends
Gosh GM, I am exhausted reading about your journey! Enjoy your break. .
Babydoll plans to visit us, to wish Papa a happy birthday.
I shall have to clear the decks,
and pick any ripe strawberries. before going to Mass. Nothing is safe.😉