Category Archives: Parish
A final Sunday
Last Sunday was my final one at Holy Trinity Surrey Hills and Mont Albert. It was a sad but joyous occasion, made muted on my part because I was unwell and feeling most poorly. Fortunately my colleague, the Reverend Jenny
A final Sunday
Last Sunday was my final one at Holy Trinity Surrey Hills and Mont Albert. It was a sad but joyous occasion, made muted on my part because I was unwell and feeling most poorly. Fortunately my colleague, the Reverend Jenny
All Saints’ Croxley Green
This is the beautiful church where Jenny’s sister, the Reverend Miriam Mugan, is vicar. This morning I attended an informal kids’ service at 9.45am. They made me very welcome. Afterwards I had a great chat over coffee with some
All Saints’ Croxley Green
This is the beautiful church where Jenny’s sister, the Reverend Miriam Mugan, is vicar. This morning I attended an informal kids’ service at 9.45am. They made me very welcome. Afterwards I had a great chat over coffee with some
Eight churches & a synagogue
[*Parishioner sanity warning*] Today I took 417 photos. 17 were of my thumb, shoe, the footpath or were black (possibly the inside of my pocket), 40% of the remainder were doubles (just in case the first one turned out to
Eight churches & a synagogue
[*Parishioner sanity warning*] Today I took 417 photos. 17 were of my thumb, shoe, the footpath or were black (possibly the inside of my pocket), 40% of the remainder were doubles (just in case the first one turned out to
This is EPIC
No sooner had I ventured out of Melbourne (well, almost), than there is a change of Prime Minister. You can’t turn your back for a moment. At least this one I have met in church. They say practice makes perfect
This is EPIC
No sooner had I ventured out of Melbourne (well, almost), than there is a change of Prime Minister. You can’t turn your back for a moment. At least this one I have met in church. They say practice makes perfect
The bride was early
It is, indeed, a rare beast – the early bride. And on such a scorching hot day! I had the groom stashed in the vestry (suit + waistcoat), fortunately, so there were no visuals before the service. But it meant
The bride was early
It is, indeed, a rare beast – the early bride. And on such a scorching hot day! I had the groom stashed in the vestry (suit + waistcoat), fortunately, so there were no visuals before the service. But it meant
A bun in the oven
What ever happened to Safeway? The photo above is the queue I was in at Woolworths Balwyn this evening getting some eggs. There were about 20 people in one line with full trolleys waiting for checkout. Fortunately after about 10
A bun in the oven
What ever happened to Safeway? The photo above is the queue I was in at Woolworths Balwyn this evening getting some eggs. There were about 20 people in one line with full trolleys waiting for checkout. Fortunately after about 10
Australia Day in Surrey Hills
On Sunday 27 January we celebrated Australia Day in our parish at both 8 & 9.30am services. Our liturgy, whilst based on our normal service from A Prayer Book for Australia, augmented by other Australian prayers giving thanks for the
Australia Day in Surrey Hills
On Sunday 27 January we celebrated Australia Day in our parish at both 8 & 9.30am services. Our liturgy, whilst based on our normal service from A Prayer Book for Australia, augmented by other Australian prayers giving thanks for the
Australia Day in Malvern
On Saturday, Australia Day 26 January 2013, I attended a thanksgiving mass at St George’s Malvern, my alma mater as curate. It was a lovely service from A Prayer Book for Australia using prayers crafted by indigenous women. Appropriately it
Australia Day in Malvern
On Saturday, Australia Day 26 January 2013, I attended a thanksgiving mass at St George’s Malvern, my alma mater as curate. It was a lovely service from A Prayer Book for Australia using prayers crafted by indigenous women. Appropriately it
Home alone
It’s a strange feeling not to be able to hear the dog breathing. Duchess is Going to the Dogs, that’s the name of her beauty parlour. I dropped her there this morning at 8am for a fluff and buff –
Home alone
It’s a strange feeling not to be able to hear the dog breathing. Duchess is Going to the Dogs, that’s the name of her beauty parlour. I dropped her there this morning at 8am for a fluff and buff –
Going potty
I am trying to get my pot plants sorted. They need more attention that I care to give them and some need more shade than is available in their present position. Am I the only person who waters them with
Going potty
I am trying to get my pot plants sorted. They need more attention that I care to give them and some need more shade than is available in their present position. Am I the only person who waters them with
Father M 