The last few posts have all been a bit serious. So here's something more fun as we face the weekend.
Three years ago, to mark a milestone birthday, I visited River Cottage in Dorset. I spent a day learning about curing meat - a very worthwhile day as those who have eaten breakfast at ours will know, since we now cure our own bacon.
Nikki and I have eaten at the River Cottage canteen in Axminster a couple of times and one of the desserts there was an amazing lemon posset. Very tasty and simple to make. Before I tasted this for the first time I had the odd notion that a posset would be like the blancmange or junkets I remember from early childhood but this is much better.
I had a birthday this week and we celebrated with this pudding once again. Here's the recipe, to serve 6:
600ml double cream
150g caster sugar
Juice of 3 medium-sized lemons
Lemon zest
Pour the cream into a large saucepan and add the sugar. Warm gently, stirring to dissolve the sugar, then bring to a boil and boil for exactly three minutes, without stirring. Remove from the heat and whisk in the lemon juice and zest. Pour into six tea cups or small glasses. Cool, cover, and refrigerate for four hours before serving.
Enjoy
Friday, 26 April 2013
Tuesday, 23 April 2013
Three small but significant events in the past fortnight and their impact on my thinking...
The first was the fun of facilitating a review and
planning exercise for a church-based project in north-east London supporting
homeless and isolated people, set up following a report I wrote in 1998. One of
the issues arising from this review is that new employment opportunities need
to be created for people who, owing to disability, mental illness or offending
history will never be attractive to employers.
Employability schemes tend to cherry-pick those most likely to enter
employment, leaving others with little hope of ever being shortlisted. When I had my first experience of employment
in the 1970s (in local authorities), far greater allowance was made to find employment
opportunities for all people. Efficiency
savings, downsizing, outsourcing (and other euphemisms) now mean that the
workplace focus is on maximizing productivity to the exclusion of the other,
equally important, purposes fulfilled by work.
A second event this past fortnight is the closure, after
some 17 years, of a church-based employability scheme which has enabled
hundreds of people to find employment or vocational training. Having been involved in its early planning,
as well as accompanying this social enterprise over many years until I left
London, I grieve the loss of both the project and much-valued colleagues, as
well as sharing a sense of pride in the team, the trustees and their work. Motivated by Christian concern but not ramming Christianity at people,
this scheme’s success arose in part from it being local to the population it
served and from the fact that it refused to cherry-pick the most employable
clients. They often chose to work with people that the other agencies would
have dismissed as uneconomic. North-east
London is the poorer for its departure.
Finally, I saw a documentary – the third in the Secret Millions series on Channel 4
which can be seen here. Katie Piper,
herself a victim of a horrible crime, is shown spending time with ex-offenders,
exploring the creation of a social enterprise around the manufacture of high end
value furniture. For some of the people
she worked with, this was their first experience of paid employment and its
transformative properties. The documentary ended with the news of a Big Lottery
award to fund similar social enterprise start-ups for ex-offenders across the
country. The work of the Acumen Trust was also mentioned in this regard. I have seen first-hand some similar projects
in First Fruit (manufacturing cheerleaders’ accessories – but it’s paid work!)
and Greenworks in London Borough of Newham; also Aspire which is in other UK cities. I also co-led an attempt to set up a
co-operative in Redbridge some years ago.
Too many of my friends are denied the dignity of work and
the sense of wellbeing it can bring by an economic system that measures the
worth of a worker solely in efficiency and productivity. Nor can we rely now upon
schemes that match people and skills with existing vacancies. We (and by this I
mean people with consciences and – I dare to hope – people of faith) need to do
more to create wealth for its social as much as its financial ends. And yes, I am aware of the irony of speaking
of wealth creation less than a week after the ceremonial funeral of its champion,
as I gaze upon the world she is partly responsible for shaping.
I am due a sabbatical in 2014 and I am wondering if this
time might be used to explore practical options for the creation of further
social enterprises (CFS already has our shop, Shared Space). I would be glad to hear about examples of
community-led social enterprises which have succeeded and, as importantly, those
that have failed.
Thursday, 18 April 2013
Society, post-Thatcher?
The day after the ceremonial funeral of Baroness “there is
no such thing as society” Thatcher, here is something to challenge each of
us. How many of your neighbours can you
name? Do you know anything about them,
beyond that quaint English nod and half-smile when you see them? Or have you lived alongside familiar
strangers maybe for years?
The irony is that so many of our unknown neighbours are
likely to be on Facebook, Twitter or other social media. So, in pursuit of ‘community’
online, we tend to neglect the real community literally on our doorsteps.
A few years ago, Sikh neighbours 4 houses away had a fire
which badly damaged their first floor.
It required two fire crews to put it out. The following morning I pushed
a card through their front door, expressing our sense of shock and offering practical
help. The door flew open and an angry housewife demanded to know what the card
was. As I explained, her face changed
from suspicion to amazement. She and her husband later shared that that was the
first card they had received from neighbours in decades.
Which is why, despite the risk of cheesiness, I applaud GOOD
magazine (www.good.is) which has decided to do something about our lack of
neighbourliness. They've announced a new
global holiday: Neighbour Day, falling on Saturday 27th April. Sure, it’s a flimsy reason for just getting to
reach out and introduce yourself to neighbours but at least it is action of a
sort. Here’s what they suggest to get us
started:
1. Download their Neighbourhood Toolkit here to kickstart your
action - yes it's American but try to cope.
2. Help them document what Neighbourday looks like, feels
like and sounds like to set the example for years to come. Tweet and Instagram
with #neighborday if you want to contribute to their collaborative
Neighbourday Documentary.
3. Spread the word. Tell your friends,family and church that Saturday 27 April is global Neighbourday.
Wednesday, 17 April 2013
It was because there was nothing to do that I did it...
No, not a confession but the opening line from R.S.Thomas's poem 'Pluperfect,' from which the name of this blog is taken:
I am no longer surprised to see the Phoenix collection of Thomas's poems on the study shelves of ministers. For, though we may not all inhabit the same depths of anguish as the Welsh poet-priest, there are - for me at least - times of frustration that I spend much energy being active in the name of a sometimes elusive God. Which is not to say 'absent' but perhaps not as obvious as I would wish. Like another religious poet, Gerard Manley Hopkins, "I greet Him the days I meet him and I bless when I understand."
So why a new blog? There are some excellent ones which I have noted on the main page here but does the world really need another blog? I wrote an occasional one for Church from Scratch and have added the archive from this here also. I kept a journal for a while. Neither of these helped me to address two unresolved needs. Generally I only know what I think on a range of topics when I begin to write about them. Secondly, after 30 years exploring the Christian way as a preacher, and despite enjoying an itinerant ministry as a guest speaker in a number of churches, I have no weekly pulpit. As someone reminded me again this morning, we are what we do. It is part of who I am to want to explore and unpack truth in the company of others, by preference in dialogue. I have also written an occasional newsletter to friends who have supported and encouraged us since our move to Southend in 2009 and it is now time, I feel, to move on to different ways of sharing news.
Finally, Thomas's concluding lines hint that God is often sought not in the hurry and busy-ness of everyday life, which I find only anaethetises me to what is most important, but in the spaces between activities - echoes of the 'timeless moments' in Eliot's 'Little Gidding' - more poetry...
Therefore, one hope for this blog is for a little more time to think aloud among friends, on many topics and I'd be glad of the company of anyone who wanted to join in.
". . . There was a vacuum
I found myself in, full of echoes
of dead languages. Where to turn
when there are no corners? In curved
space I kept on arriving at
my departures . . .
. . . Where are you? I
shouted, growing old in
the interval between here and now."
I am no longer surprised to see the Phoenix collection of Thomas's poems on the study shelves of ministers. For, though we may not all inhabit the same depths of anguish as the Welsh poet-priest, there are - for me at least - times of frustration that I spend much energy being active in the name of a sometimes elusive God. Which is not to say 'absent' but perhaps not as obvious as I would wish. Like another religious poet, Gerard Manley Hopkins, "I greet Him the days I meet him and I bless when I understand."
So why a new blog? There are some excellent ones which I have noted on the main page here but does the world really need another blog? I wrote an occasional one for Church from Scratch and have added the archive from this here also. I kept a journal for a while. Neither of these helped me to address two unresolved needs. Generally I only know what I think on a range of topics when I begin to write about them. Secondly, after 30 years exploring the Christian way as a preacher, and despite enjoying an itinerant ministry as a guest speaker in a number of churches, I have no weekly pulpit. As someone reminded me again this morning, we are what we do. It is part of who I am to want to explore and unpack truth in the company of others, by preference in dialogue. I have also written an occasional newsletter to friends who have supported and encouraged us since our move to Southend in 2009 and it is now time, I feel, to move on to different ways of sharing news.
Finally, Thomas's concluding lines hint that God is often sought not in the hurry and busy-ness of everyday life, which I find only anaethetises me to what is most important, but in the spaces between activities - echoes of the 'timeless moments' in Eliot's 'Little Gidding' - more poetry...
Therefore, one hope for this blog is for a little more time to think aloud among friends, on many topics and I'd be glad of the company of anyone who wanted to join in.
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