In the morning I went up to Maryhill. I was able to go on a tour of the school - it really hasn't changed all that much in the eight years since I was a student. There were about a half-dozen teachers who were still there. I knew them and they recognized me! All were very interested in what I was doing now - shared with them about God's call on my life to be a missionary nurse - that will keep them talking in the Staff Room for at least six months ;)
Me and Mrs. Charnley - Biology teacher |
Me and Mrs. Moore - my old Form (Home Room) Teacher |
Alan |
Val |
Sylvia |
Dave and Alan |
Before |
After |
After catching up with Richard I was able to meet up with Alison - a friend's Mum - she'd just got back from work and shopping and we were able to enjoy a cup of tea, some biscuits, and catch up on family news! So much fun!
Betsy (I think) with Alison |
I headed home for a little bit of a break before heading out to a couple's house - Adrian and Margaret who were interested in seeing my DVD and having a bit of a chat! Wonderful tea made up of a conglomeration of delicacies - cold fried chicken, olives, salad, cold cuts, delicious quiche, and for dessert stawberry trifle ;D Then it was off to Choir practice - I was invited though I tried to demur especially as I don't sing very well - but it was a community choir, I was pressed upon to attend and it was a real joy to be there! And so much fun! Especially the song they sang about making a Christmas pudding - put to an old tune: Funiculi Funicula
(VeggieTales used it in Silly Songs with Larry: High Silk Hat)
CHRISTMAS PUDDING
Alan Titchmarsh
To make a Christmas pudding you need patience
And lots of time
Chorus And lots of time
The recipe is long and very ancient
With barley wine
Chorus With barley wine
First, you take a basin and some muslin
To seal the top
Chorus To seal the top
Once you start the mixing it is tiring
You never stop
Chorus You never stop
Grapes, sultanas, half a pound of plums,
Chopped bananas, nuts and lots of crumbs,
You stir it left, you stir it right,
You need to stay up half the night,
Taste the dish and make a wish
To keep your Christmas bright!
My mother bakes a pudding, it is tiny,
It's very small
Chorus It's very small
My brother bakes a pudding, oh, cor blimey
It fills the hall
Chorus It fills the hall
Granny takes her time and uses honey
It's very thick
Chorus It's very thick
Sister's is like slime and very runny
It makes you sick
Chorus It makes you sick
Tame it, flame it, with whisky made with malt,
Suet, cruet, don't forget the salt,
With milk and peel and eggs and spice
It s bound to taste most awfully nice,
Deck'd with holly, very jolly,
It's my Christmas vice.
Boil, it, broil it, cook it till it steams,
Coat it, float it on custards and on creams,
With lemon and lime and lots of time,
To make your recipe in rhyme,
Make it merry with a cherry,
Christmas pudding time. Oi!
Pauline and Margaret |
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