Virtual Methodist

I post this video as a follow up to yesterday's post, with thanks to Ann Cobbe who reminded me of it... and reminded me to dig out more of Foy's stuff from his first album "Hope"... (If you haven't heard it before it is definitely worth the £7.49 download price, if not the slightly more expensive price of an CD ) The lyrics are: She came from the cold Dropped her luggage bags Looked the concierge in the eye Said, "I need a room for the night, But I don't got no money. Would you take payment in kind?" He said, "It's alright I got a room here, you can share mine. Make the bed in the morning and that'll do fine. You can change in the bathroom, Hang your clothes on the line." A tear came to her eye She thought how could he be so kind How could he be so kind (x2) She sat down on the bed with a needle He said, "I'd hate to see you bleed, Just fetch a warm towel, I'll sit with you til you're dry." She sta...

My 30 Days of Thanksgiving has been a bit sporadic for various reasons... I think that if I repeat it next year it will be a twitter or facebook exercise rather than a blogging one primarily as November is just too cluttered with other things for me to blog consistently (without taking into account other things cropping up). However, I have no problems posting a brief "Thank you" in the wake of an unexpected act of kindness yesterday... As friends on facebook/followers on twitter will know I started my day off yesterday with news from my son that the gear box on my wife's car was giving problems. So I had to go fetch it from school and nurse it back across town to our local garage, anticipating yet another outrageous financial outlay on this increasingly decrepit vehicle... This not only filled me with horror at the potential cost, but the chaos that would have ensued this week without having two cars available. They said they would try to look at it yesterday, but th...