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Tuesday, 6 December 2022
Becoming A Birder
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Sunday, 4 December 2022
Against All The Odds
From The Gloucester Citizen July 1986
I was rummaging through decades of papers and I found this newspaper article my parents had clipped and saved. It was amazing to hear my father speak after so my years.
AGAINST ALL THE ODDS
DEGREE FOR GIRL DOCTORS SAID WOULD DIE
A young woman whose parents were told she would dic ol a brain haemorrhage at the age of five, receves a univcrsity degree on Saturday. (5th July 1986) Proud parents, Trudy and Frank Cook, the caretaker (and Cleaners) at Crypt School. Gloucester will be at the ceremony as their daughter Mary Ellen, now aged 36 years, he’s given her open University bachelor of arts degree.
For them, it is nothing short of a miracle. When Mary Anning was a toddler, the doctors said she was unlikely to survive
But since then she has achieved O and A levels (7 and 2); trained as a teacher, married, had two children of her own; and now, after five years study, while working, and looking after her family, has obtained a BA. Mr Cook said: “we are overjoyed and as proud as can be. At one time we thought we were going to lose her, it was our blackest moment ever“.
The family were living in Mattson at the time. Maryellen had hooping cough. It is not clear whether the coughing or a bang on the head in a fall from a chair caused the brain haemorrhage.
Mary Ellen was taken into over hospital. She was paralysed down one side, suffered convulsions and could not see. The parents were told there was 1000 to one chance she would survive.
Suddenly, when things were at the blackest, both Mr and Mrs Cook had a vision, they could never explain. A voice came to both of them saying that their daughter would be alright.
Mary Ellen not only recovered, but instead of her brain power, receding, it seemed to improve. She began to read, fairytale books and newspapers in a way she never could before she was ill. New paragraph
Mr Cook said: “the doctors were amazed and said she would make medical history.“
Mary Ellen went to Finlay Road junior school and then passed her 11+ to Ribston Hall High School for Girls, where she took O-levels and two A-levels.
She trained as a teacher at Bingley College in Yorkshire, where she met her husband Ray, who also now a teacher.
The couple now both teach in Rainham in Essex where they live.* They have two daughters Jenny six and Katie two. .
She has also been helping with a pioneer scheme, looking after unmarried, pregnant women and having them and their newly born babies in her own home.
Mr Cook said: “She is a very strong member of the church. She says that God gave her life again, a second chance, and so she is out to help anyone in. Anyway she possibly can. She wants to make sure she’s making full use of her life.”
*Mum Newtons Junior
Dad Mitchell Junior
Thursday, 27 October 2022
Re-imagining
Monday, 17 October 2022
Politically Naive
Tuesday, 23 August 2022
February In Devon
Friday, 22 July 2022
Twittering About
Tuesday, 31 May 2022
Monday, 23 May 2022
PhotoStop#1
You have to know where to find it, and be prepared to lift the seats in the Choir, preferably when guardian angels are looking the other way … . It’s a ‘misericord’ ( mercy seat) a ledge on which the monks could park their butts during the long hours of chanting. If you can’t picture the mechanics of the misericord, imagine lifting the toilet seat, and perching atop it.
I love this carving because it’s mischievous, anarchical, and ever so slightly blasphemous.
Or should that be blarsephemous?
:)
Sunday, 17 April 2022
Easter Proclamation!
God Awakening
I will celebrate the victory of my God in silence, and in song.
I will gaze upon the likeness
Of the one-who-was pierced.
I will touch the mystery
Of the dead-one-living.
I will trace his signature over my heart:
North to South
East to West:
King of Kings
Lord of Lords.
I will open my mouth to sing the serenade of the stars,
The song of the angels before the throne of God.
I will shout into the sunrise, a canticle for my King:
‘Rejoice! Rejoice!
The Lord is Risen -
Alleluia!’
I will bury myself in his joy,
And, with laughter,
I will rise again.
Saturday, 16 April 2022
The King Sleeps
The King Sleeps
I will mine the agony of my God with a pick and a lamp.
I will hew the stones and teach them to cry ‘Hosanna!’
I will fashion a tomb to bloom in a garden
I will fracture the face of Israel with a blow
That will become an earthquake
To awaken the dead.
I will set my lamp beneath a splintered tree
I will close my ears against the forsaken cries of the Holy One
I will seal my mouth against the acrid taste of blood
I will shut my eyes to hide the corpse that hangs above me.
His eyes, not -closed. His body, not-clothed.
‘IT IS FINISHED!’
It’s over. God -
Adored, outpoured - passes over.
Numbed, beyond fear, I whisper a lullaby into the dark:
‘Be still. Be still.
Night dawns.
Death dies -
The King sleeps.’
Saturday, 2 April 2022
Frank And Alfie: For Vaughn and Zara
Frank and Alfie live in the County of Worcestershire in the United Kingdom.
We are here:
Here are my mum and dad (and grandma and grandad)Here we are on Alfie's third birthday last year.
Alfie is holding cake.Daddy and Alfie at the Hidden Gardens on holiday in Cornwall.