More Church Shenanigans

Only a week since her last foray into Church, and Blob went again! This time to a Catholic Church - St Joseph's in Epsom.

Was this any better than her last visit?

No!

In a Catholic church there are load of candles and stuff. And there were more songs with dreary tunes.

On the positive, at least the Lords Prayer had the proper words at this service.

Again there was a load of hand shakes and weird stuff going on and this time, the woman in front of her just held her hand there and wouldnt take it away until Blob shook it.

She was more than unimpressed when she got home.

On the upside though, apparently this is the last church parade this year, so unless Blob decides to go to a carol concert, there is no more church for Blob.

She will probably just stick to her meditation. Much more her cup of tea.

Om!

Bob

George and Henry

Blob received an email from George and Henry this week. George and Henry are two black cats who live in Shoreham and their Blob is my Blobs Godmother.

Apparently, George who was a supermodel is now no longer thin enough. It was all something to do with a giant furball which has now been hacked up somewhere.

They are also becoming a bit disturbed because they understand that Godmother Blob is being whisked away for a weeks holiday by another Blob who just happens to be my Blob's aunt.

Well in answer to your email boys, there is nothing you can do to stop Blobs going away. They do however try and ensure that you are continually fed and watered. What you can do however is to use the event against them for many months to come which can lead to a mass of titbits and extra love.

Actually, this will work for most Blobs, but not mine. My Blob is heartless and seems somehow immune to the guilt trips.

Good luck boys,

Bob

Church on Sunday!

Blob is not a Church goer. She is not particularly keen on organised faiths or the attempt at psychological control of congregations by the church.

However she is a Scout Leader and had to help this morning with the Rememberance Parade at St Martins in Epsom.

She hasn't been to church for some years, not since a friends wedding, and in that particular instance it was bearable because the music included Muppet Show tunes.

This time it was all very different:

• No Muppet Show tunes, but there were dreary hymns to dreary tunes. (tune is probably an exaggeration).



• There was a sermon that referred to the X factor. (No idea why except the vicar was trying to keep 'down with the kids')



• The Lords Prayer has changed since Blob last said it.



• At one point people tried to shake her hand - thank fully the people concerned were people who knew her, so they backed off respectfully after correctly interpreting her expression.

Was there anything about the whole experience that she enjoyed?

• Apparently, singing the National Anthem was her favourite bit because she knows the tune and could sing along.

Will she be going again?

• Not if she has any say in it, however, if not enough Scout Leaders volunteer for the next parade, she may have no choice.



• A Christmas Carol service would probably be OK, because she knows the tunes and can sing all the Carols.

All in all, not a particulary enjoyable experience.

Bob

Home Brew

The other day, there was a lot of non Bob related activity here, which is not a good thing. As a cat, and the only one that lives here, I expect the majority of the available attention.

The other day, I got absolutely none except for the few seconds it takes Blob to throw food my way.

She went to work, she came home, and then she spent a good couple of hours pouring some browny liquid from a big bucket, into assorted bottles. Then she put corks or lids on the bottles and on some of them, wound wire around the corks.

Apparently this activity that involves me in no way whatsoever, is called 'Bottling the Homebrew'.

Heres a picture:





















There is an awful lot of this Homebrew and according to a friend who necked a couple of bottles of it last night, it is rather good!

She thinks it will keep her going through Christmas. (Some hope!)

Bob