Sunday

Hello All. Welcome to Sunday night chez Martha Towers. Actually, I am on a bit early this week because there is a programme I want to watch at 9 pm. It’s called Gods of Snooker I think. I used to love the snooker. I’m not sure why. I think it was because it was good late-night telly and snooker is very difficult. I have tried it once – a lot harder than it looks. Like many Christians who are knocking on a bit, I remember when a snooker table was compulsory at the youth group and, if we were trying to catch the eye of one of the fine figures of men who attended “youth” on a Friday night – the snooker table was the place to be.

Anyway – no more Line of Duty. HOH is annoyed about it – apparently like everyone else who followed it because “H” turned out to be somebody who took the bins out or something. I couldn’t make head nor tail of it myself. Probably something to do with never watching it. In its place, the BBC is showing “The Pursuit of Love” and knowing myself I know I won’t be able to stand it. I am never that keen on anything with “beautiful young things behaving badly”. Even the preview is doing my head in with Lily James swishing like billy-o, Andrew Scott playing decadent and controversial (again) and lots of people being “terribly, terribly” horrible darling. Blah.

Like most people, we have done very little this weekend. We spent a lot of the afternoon booking a train to London for our wedding anniversary. The last time we went was when we took the photo above – a couple of days before the first lockdown. We will have been married for 30 years next week – and they said it wouldn’t last. No really, they did say it wouldn’t last. HOH had a bit of a reputation as a lothario when he was younger – which he STRONGLY repudiates and I was warned off; by a girl who was part of a group that I had been to a Cliff Richard concert with the week before. How rude. Wouldn’t mind, I was never that big a Cliff Richard fan. I only went to be sociable. (I don’t want you to think I am picking on Cliff – he seems a perfectly nice man – and it was hardly his fault. Also, I’ll say this for him, he sounds exactly the same live as he does on the telly. Also, I bow to -one in my admiration for “Wired for Sound”). No, what I am saying is, lots of unpleasantness ensued and it was all because I was at something I didn’t want to be at and someone there found out I was seeing HOH and it all went downhill.

We used to have an older lady in church who would warn us severely that nothing good could come of being somewhere where you weren’t meant to be. To be fair, I don’t think she meant a Cliff Richard Concert – I think it was more like an opium den or something like that. Although, she wouldn’t ever go to the pictures because she said that if the Second Coming happened while you were watching the Sound of Music or something, that you would miss the Second Coming because God wouldn’t come looking for you in the cinema. This may be a fair point because you can’t really imagine God flashing a torch down the aisle whispering “Is Martha sat next to you? She needs to come now. The Second Coming is on.”

Am I digressing? Yes, I believe I am. As I said we spent a goodly proportion of the afternoon weighing up whether to go to London for a day for our anniversary. I mean we have both had Covid and are fully vaccinated so we are double dog-dare covered but it does give you pause doesn’t it? We only wanted to do the Tower of London (one of my favourite places) and a walk around St Katherine’s Dock where we spent our honeymoon so we decided to go for it. So, after we had ordered our Railcards (loads of money off with those) and booked the train online I switched the radio on to listen to football while I made tea and, according to the news, the whole of GWR’s rolling stock is out of action because of hairline cracks or something. Brilliant. Two weeks to sort it GWR. I wouldn’t mind but, as far as I can make out the whole network has only run one train a day for the last twelve months. You think they would have been able to keep on top of this.

For those of you wondering, I finished the Barbara Pym autobiography. I enjoyed it a lot. She’s not quite the person I expected her to be. At first, I thought she was just odd. Now, I think I understand a bit more that it was a different time and, although I still think she was quite odd, I think I understand her a lot more. And she did write lovely books.

I’m now reading a Brian McLaren “Faith after Doubt: Why Your Beliefs Stopped Working and What to Do About It” the title of which you shouldn’t read that much into but I heard him on a Podcast and he seemed really interesting. HOH and I have had taken quite a lot about some things we are working through in our faith which I might talk about another time. Or I might not. Unless you wanted to hear.

Righty-ho. Off to watch the snooker and then the football. I promise I will not be watching the telly wearing a flat cap and holding my pet ferret although I will be weighing up whether it’s too late for a chip butty. Have a good week.

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4 Comments

  1. Jenny Young
    May 10, 2021 / 2:29 am

    Happy Anniversary.
    My Charlie & I celebrated our 34th last Thursday getting our second covid shot. Then I spent the next day & a half in bed while he felt fine & babysat our 3 yr old grandson without Grammy. He spent the night with us Friday night & I was still useless. We hope to celebrate a little better this coming week. We’ve rented a cabin on a lake a few hours north of us. We honeymooned in a cabin in the wilderness so I guess that’s our thing.

    • lesleyps91
      Author
      May 10, 2021 / 9:00 pm

      Happy Anniversary! A cabin on a lake sounds completely lovely.

  2. May 10, 2021 / 7:00 pm

    I loved the book when I first read it (about 50 years ago….) and chose not to watch it. The trailers confirmed my suspicions that it would be desperately hammed up, which from the reviews I gather it was.

    • lesleyps91
      Author
      May 10, 2021 / 9:02 pm

      Yes, I saw those reviews. I am considering reading the book though because that’s the second time someone has said that they loved it

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