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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><title>Andy's 'tell me a story...' blog</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/</link><atom:link xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/feed/rss2/posts/"/><description></description><language>en-EU</language><generator>MokoFeed</generator><ttl>10</ttl><image><title>Andy's 'tell me a story...' blog</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/b1/59bb60fff225a8698ce2efbad7201f_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>A whistle-stop tour of Habakkuk</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/26/a_whistle_stop_tour_of_habakkuk~1071071/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-08-26:/2006/08/26/a_whistle_stop_tour_of_habakkuk~1071071/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Aug 2006 15:17:15 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Habakkuk complains at the injustice he sees in Israel:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;
2O LORD, how long shall I cry for help,&lt;br&gt;
   and you will not hear?&lt;br&gt;
Or cry to you "Violence!"&lt;br&gt;
   and you will not save?&lt;br&gt;
3Why do you make me see iniquity,&lt;br&gt;
   and why do you idly look at wrong? (Hab1:2-3)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;God replies that he is going to judge the nation by raising up the Babylonians (or Chaldeans) against them:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;
5"Look among the nations, and see;&lt;br&gt;
   wonder and be astounded.&lt;br&gt;
For I am doing a work in your days&lt;br&gt;
   that you would not believe if told.&lt;br&gt;
6For behold, I am raising up the Chaldeans,&lt;br&gt;
   that bitter and hasty nation,&lt;br&gt;
who march through the breadth of the earth,&lt;br&gt;
   to seize dwellings not their own.&lt;br&gt;
[...]&lt;br&gt;
11Then they sweep by like the wind and go on,&lt;br&gt;
   guilty men, whose own might is their god!"  (Hab 1:5-6,11)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Habakkuk:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;
12Are you not from everlasting,&lt;br&gt;
   O LORD my God, my Holy One?&lt;br&gt;
   We shall not die.&lt;br&gt;
O LORD, you have ordained them as a judgment,&lt;br&gt;
   and you, O Rock, have established them for reproof.&lt;br&gt;
13You who are of purer eyes than to see evil&lt;br&gt;
   and cannot look at wrong,&lt;br&gt;
why do you idly look at traitors&lt;br&gt;
   and are silent when the wicked swallows up&lt;br&gt;
   the man more righteous than he? (Hab 1:12-13)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;God:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;
4"Behold, his soul is puffed up; it is not upright within him,&lt;br&gt;
   but the righteous shall live by his faith.&lt;br&gt;
[...]&lt;br&gt;
12"Woe to him who builds a town with blood&lt;br&gt;
   and founds a city on iniquity!&lt;br&gt;
13Behold, is it not from the LORD of hosts&lt;br&gt;
   that peoples labor merely for fire,&lt;br&gt;
   and nations weary themselves for nothing?&lt;br&gt;
14For the earth will be filled&lt;br&gt;
   with the knowledge of the glory of the LORD&lt;br&gt;
   as the waters cover the sea.&lt;br&gt;
[...]&lt;br&gt;
18"What profit is an idol&lt;br&gt;
   when its maker has shaped it,&lt;br&gt;
   a metal image, a teacher of lies?&lt;br&gt;
For its maker trusts in his own creation&lt;br&gt;
   when he makes speechless idols!&lt;br&gt;
19Woe to him who says to a wooden thing, Awake;&lt;br&gt;
   to a silent stone, Arise!&lt;br&gt;
Can this teach?&lt;br&gt;
Behold, it is overlaid with gold and silver,&lt;br&gt;
   and there is no breath at all in it.&lt;br&gt;
20But the LORD is in his holy temple;&lt;br&gt;
   let all the earth keep silence before him." (Hab 2:4, 12-14, 18-20)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Habakkuk:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;
2"O LORD, I have heard the report of you,&lt;br&gt;
   and your work, O LORD, do I fear.&lt;br&gt;
In the midst of the years revive it;&lt;br&gt;
   in the midst of the years make it known;&lt;br&gt;
   in wrath remember mercy.&lt;br&gt;
3God came from Teman,&lt;br&gt;
   and the Holy One from Mount Paran.&lt;br&gt;
His splendor covered the heavens,&lt;br&gt;
   and the earth was full of his praise.&lt;br&gt;
[...]&lt;br&gt;
6He stood and measured the earth;&lt;br&gt;
   he looked and shook the nations;&lt;br&gt;
then the eternal mountains were scattered;&lt;br&gt;
   the everlasting hills sank low.&lt;br&gt;
   His were the everlasting ways.&lt;br&gt;
[...]&lt;br&gt;
12You marched through the earth in fury;&lt;br&gt;
   you threshed the nations in anger.&lt;br&gt;
13You went out for the salvation of your people,&lt;br&gt;
   for the salvation of your anointed.&lt;br&gt;
You crushed the head of the house of the wicked,&lt;br&gt;
   laying him bare from thigh to neck.&lt;br&gt;
[...]&lt;br&gt;
16I hear, and my body trembles;&lt;br&gt;
   my lips quiver at the sound;&lt;br&gt;
rottenness enters into my bones;&lt;br&gt;
   my legs tremble beneath me.&lt;br&gt;
Yet I will quietly wait for the day of trouble&lt;br&gt;
   to come upon people who invade us.&lt;br&gt;
17Though the fig tree should not blossom,&lt;br&gt;
   nor fruit be on the vines,&lt;br&gt;
the produce of the olive fail&lt;br&gt;
   and the fields yield no food,&lt;br&gt;
the flock be cut off from the fold&lt;br&gt;
   and there be no herd in the stalls,&lt;br&gt;
18yet I will rejoice in the LORD;&lt;br&gt;
   I will take joy in the God of my salvation.&lt;br&gt;
19GOD, the Lord, is my strength;&lt;br&gt;
   he makes my feet like the deer's;&lt;br&gt;
   he makes me tread on my high places. (Hab 3:2-3, 6, 12-13, 16-19)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;With an amazing response! God tells Habakkuk that there is huge suffering ahead in the form of the Babylonian exile and how does H. respond? With faith in his saviour, looking forward to future judgement and rescue.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;All the other verses are worth reading as well (of course). I just picked some of my favourites. All quotations are from the ESV translation.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/26/a_whistle_stop_tour_of_habakkuk~1071071/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/26/a_whistle_stop_tour_of_habakkuk~1071071/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Put the kettle on</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/24/put_the_kettle_on~1065982/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-08-24:/2006/08/24/put_the_kettle_on~1065982/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Aug 2006 17:17:20 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I was delighted to read on the bbc website today that all of those cups of tea may have been preventing cancer and improving my teeth as well as filling me full of caffeine and general sensations of well-being.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/health/5281046.stm"&gt;Tea 'healthier' drink than water&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Someone should tell Cate!
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/24/put_the_kettle_on~1065982/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/24/put_the_kettle_on~1065982/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Things of interest</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/21/things_of_interest~1058288/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-08-21:/2006/08/21/things_of_interest~1058288/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Aug 2006 22:43:30 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I've stumbled across a couple of articles that I've found really interesting (on &lt;a href="http://www.beginningwithmoses.org/"&gt;beginningwithmoses.org&lt;/a&gt; as per usual):&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beginningwithmoses.org/bigger/assumedevangelicalism.htm"&gt;'Assumed Evangelicalism: Some reflections en route to denying the gospel'&lt;/a&gt; by David Gibson&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I thought this was interesting because from my (admittedly very limited) experience it seems like many liberal and/or heretical institutions, as well as cults, begin as bible-believing Christian groups that lose their focus and it was great to think about some of the ways in which that might start to happen. I guess not everyone will agree with everything said in the article so I'd be interested to hear any thoughts from anyone.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;and&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beginningwithmoses.org/bigger/jackmanpreaching.pdf"&gt;'What's so special about preaching?'&lt;/a&gt; by David Jackman &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;This challenged the way that I think about preaching and helped me idenitfy some of the ways in which my attitude towards it is influenced by 21st century culture rather than the bible. Food for thought two weeks before I start my apprenticeship at &lt;a href="http://www.ccbromley.net/"&gt;Christ Church Bromley&lt;/a&gt; but also really helpful as someone who hears the word preached each sunday.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Finally, I discovered that Mark Dever from &lt;a href="http://www.capitolhillbaptist.org/"&gt;Capitol Hill Baptist Church&lt;/a&gt; (which I seem to remember Will Timmins spent a few months working at) has preached overviews of every single book of the bible. And, they are all available to download free: &lt;a href="http://www.capitolhillbaptist.org/partner/Article_Display_Page/0,,PTID324006|CHID677216|CIID2142376,00.html"&gt;Old Testament&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.capitolhillbaptist.org/partner/Article_Display_Page/0,,PTID324006|CHID677216|CIID2058052,00.html"&gt;New Testament&lt;/a&gt;. This is the sort of thing that makes me excited so I thought I'd better share it &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/21/things_of_interest~1058288/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/21/things_of_interest~1058288/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Health update and other, more car-related, stories</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/21/health_update_and_other_more_car_related~1056347/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-08-21:/2006/08/21/health_update_and_other_more_car_related~1056347/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Aug 2006 11:40:46 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Although my throat hurts like billio (an underused expression if ever there was one) whenever I swallow, my tonsils have not swelled up or anything and indeed the doctor confirmed that I don't have tonsilitis. However I'm having a blood test for glandular fever in an attept to explain the general knackeredness I have been experiencing all week. I'm feeling fairly frustrated at the moment because I seem to have no energy at all but I'm bored of just sitting around at home waiting to feel better. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Still at least it is a convenient time to be unwell - my job doesn't start for another two weeks and I don't really have any plans.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Also, on a more positive note I am getting a car tomorrow! It is a 2002 Seat Ibiza in metallic blue and it desperately wants to be used to visit people so as soon as I'm feeling up to it put the kettle on I'll be over in (insert number of hours it will take Andy to trundle over to your ghetto... or if you're from Wimbledon palace).
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/21/health_update_and_other_more_car_related~1056347/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/21/health_update_and_other_more_car_related~1056347/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Breaking news</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/17/breaking_news~1045492/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-08-16:/2006/08/17/breaking_news~1045492/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Aug 2006 00:15:15 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I think I've worked out why I've been feeling a bit rubbish the last few days. I had a glance down my throat in the mirror and my tonsils look an ugly red colour and although they don't look huge I'm fairly sure they are larger than I remember them being (not that I look at them that often). Guess a visit to the doctor is in order tomorrow. Boo!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/17/breaking_news~1045492/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/17/breaking_news~1045492/#comments</comments></item><item><title>A return to bloggage...</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/14/a_return_to_bloggage~1039604/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-08-14:/2006/08/14/a_return_to_bloggage~1039604/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Aug 2006 20:27:25 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Due to popular demand (Dan, Cate and Gareth need to get out more!) I have decided to recommence blogging this evening in the hope that I will continue to do so regularly. Hmmm...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I will begin with some things that made me chuckle a bit before moving onto something a touch more serious. This ought to be quite novel as I haven't really strayed into anything more serious than jokes about cats in my blogging career so far.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I was feeling quite depressed the other day and was standing on a 6th floor windowsill looking down at the ground below when the thought crossed my mind that if i fell about 6 inches it would be curtains. And if I fell the other way I was going to die.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You know that was funny really.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=751343"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/343/751343_f3e89d20dc_m.jpg" alt="Grad ball" title="Grad ball" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;On another occasion I was sitting with my face in a plate of fried eggs. My mum entered the room, and you know what mums are like, she said (Remember, adopt South African accent as you read this bit):&lt;br&gt;
"Andy, you'll never find a yourself a wife if you sit around with your face in a plate of fried eggs"&lt;br&gt;
I responded (adopt my reasonably monotone voice at this point):&lt;br&gt;
"That's ok mum, I've already decided to spend the rest of my life as a spatula"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=751344"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/344/751344_364f44883a_m.jpg" alt="Linda-Pippa-Jess-Mark-Andy" title="Linda-Pippa-Jess-Mark-Andy" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And finally...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I was reading Isaiah chapter 1 today (the joys of not having a job &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;) and it is just amazing so I thought I would include some of it with a few thoughts:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;2Hear, O heavens, and give ear, O earth;&lt;br&gt;
   for the LORD has spoken:&lt;br&gt;
"Children have I reared and brought up,&lt;br&gt;
   but they have rebelled against me.&lt;br&gt;
3The ox knows its owner,&lt;br&gt;
   and the donkey its master's crib,&lt;br&gt;
but Israel does not know,&lt;br&gt;
   my people do not understand." &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; 4Ah, sinful nation,&lt;br&gt;
   a people laden with iniquity,&lt;br&gt;
offspring of evildoers,&lt;br&gt;
   children who deal corruptly!&lt;br&gt;
They have forsaken the LORD,&lt;br&gt;
   they have despised the Holy One of Israel,&lt;br&gt;
   they are utterly estranged.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Court is in session as the God who commands the heavens and the earth calls them to bear witness to his people's rejection of him. God shows us that for to sin is ungrateful - The children he has brought up (Sonship in this context refers to redemption from Egypt, Cf. Exodus 4:22) have rebelled against him - and it is unnatural - they are intended to develop an instinctive attachment to him like an ox to it's master but instead do not know or understand him.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Instead of being a holy nation as they were redeemed to be (Exodus 19:6) they have become the 'sinful nation', their characters 'laden with iniquity'. Rather than offspring of Abraham they are described as 'offspring of evildoers'. The verdict is that they are bad people and the reason; they have given up on God, they hate him. And the result is that are 'estranged', they have made themselves strangers - "God's chosen people have reverted to alien status" (Motyer, p.44).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It is sobering stuff and must be a warning to the visible church today against being "hardened by by the deceitfulness of sin" (Hebrews 3:13). We must look to Christ and cast off sin with the grace that he gives us. Isaiah goes on in verses 10 - 17 to express the Lord's disinterest and anger at outward religion without real obedience to God. No amount of religious activity is going to impress him if we are those who have forsaken him and are strangers to him.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But he also goes on to promise grace to the person who turns and trusts in God in verse 18:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;18"Come now, let us reason together, says the LORD:&lt;br&gt;
though your sins are like scarlet,&lt;br&gt;
   they shall be as white as snow;&lt;br&gt;
though they are red like crimson,&lt;br&gt;
   they shall become like wool.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Good news seems like an understatement when you consider that for all that each of us has rejected and hated God if we come back to him, repent and trust in Christ, he washes us clean of guilt and accepts us as beloved children.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So there we have it a sobering warning and a great promise - praise God!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;N.B. All bible quotes are from the English Standard Version. Also, I am indebted to Jon Bell for the nice photos, Andy Chadwick for the lame jokes  and J. A. Motyer's commentary on Isaiah (pp. 42-4)for anything interesting or intelligent about the bible in this blog. You may notice that this means none of the material is original. Apologies, I hope you enjoyed it anyway.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/14/a_return_to_bloggage~1039604/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/08/14/a_return_to_bloggage~1039604/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Absolutely brilliant book</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/28/absolutely_brilliant_book~762318/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-04-28:/2006/04/28/absolutely_brilliant_book~762318/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Apr 2006 12:58:51 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I have far too much dissertation to blog properly but I couldn't resist plugging this book quickly:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ivpbooks.com/cb/listgen.asp?shop=IVP&amp;mfg=IVP&amp;returnto=lastsearch&amp;layout=singleitem.asp&amp;IdISBN.exact=1844741036"&gt;'Dig Deeper! Tools to unearth the Bible's treasure' - Nigel Beynon and Andrew Sach&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I've just read the first few chapters so far but it is without doubt one of the most helpful books I've ever read. As I'm sure many of you know I have a bit of a bee in my bonnet about bible handling anyway but I'm absolutely convinced that every Christian student should get a copy of this - it is just full of advice on how to approach reading and understanding a passage of the bible for yourself (for all those times when you don't have a commentary/ sermon tape/ Matt Vosper to tell you the answers). &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;(Plus it is IVP so if you are a Nottingham student you can probably get this book for less than the price of a Mr. B's kebab - ask an exec member to phone the warehouse)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=510254"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/254/510254_5e8d9b618c_m.jpg" align="" alt="Dig Deeper" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As if my general excitement isn't enough to convince you I'll include the blurb too:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"This is a toolbox.  Sorry if this conjures up painful memories of failed DIY projects, hours spent waiting for the emergency services on the hard shoulder of the motorway, or rusty, forgotten implements decked with cobwebs at the back of your garden shed.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But there are no spanners or trowels here.  These tools are rather a means of getting to the bottom of any Bible passage and discovering its true meaning.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Listening to God speak to us through the Bible is like picking up a telephone and hearing your Creator at the other end of the line.  It should be exciting, life-changing even.  But sometimes it seems more like a long-distance call, with static on the line, and it’s hard to make out what our Father is saying.  Maybe our own interpretation is such guesswork that we’re in danger of putting words into God’s mouth.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The passionate aim of this book is that it should help you to ‘correctly handle the word of truth’ (2 Timothy 2:15) so that you will experience God’s clear guidance in your life, come to know him better and grow to love him more.  Our prayer is that your Bible reading will never be the same again."&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/28/absolutely_brilliant_book~762318/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/28/absolutely_brilliant_book~762318/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Evangelism Linebacker</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/21/evangelism_linebacker~744209/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-04-21:/2006/04/21/evangelism_linebacker~744209/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Apr 2006 10:33:38 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Perhaps this is the answer to the question that confronts every CU Evangelism Secretary:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sermonspice.com/catalog/product_info.php?format_selected=wmv&amp;length_selected=long&amp;play=1&amp;products_id=722"&gt;How can we get more people to do First Contact Evangelism?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A large thank you to Rachel Brown for suggesting this radical new policy on evangelism!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/21/evangelism_linebacker~744209/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/21/evangelism_linebacker~744209/#comments</comments></item><item><title>The curious incident of the missing phone in the night time</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/15/the_curious_incident_of_the_missing_phon~730029/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-04-15:/2006/04/15/the_curious_incident_of_the_missing_phon~730029/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Apr 2006 18:31:42 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;While enjoying the pleasures of &lt;a href="http://www.xfm.co.uk/home.asp"&gt;Xfm&lt;/a&gt;'s Big Night Out at the Brixton Academy on Thursday night my phone disappeared. You would have thought that in combination with the almost unbelievable 45-minutes-of-suffering crush to get to the bar and the 3 hours the night bus took to get home this would have made it a really rubbish night out. Especially given the frequency with which the thoughts "This is alright but it's just not my living room" "Where's my sofa?" and "I just want a cup of tea" usually surface in my mind at about midnight on most nights out. However I had a really good time.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A paticular highlight was the bassist from &lt;a href="http://www.virgin.net/music/musicvideos/wearescientists_itsahit_hi.html"&gt;We Are Scientists&lt;/a&gt;' moustache. They are an excellent band but the lip slug really was the icing on the cake!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=481560"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/560/481560_e762e2d9ad_m.jpg" align="" alt="We Are Scientists" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=481562"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/562/481562_c25a004d8f_m.jpg" align="" alt="We Are Scientists 01" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Moustache guy, I salute you.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, as the more thoughtful of you may have already concluded any attempt to text or call me on my mobile phone in about the next week will fail. Please use some other method of contacting me, like email, smoke signals, carrier pigeons or my house phone.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/15/the_curious_incident_of_the_missing_phon~730029/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/15/the_curious_incident_of_the_missing_phon~730029/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Cat and Dog Theology</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/09/cat_and_dog_theology~714841/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-04-09:/2006/04/09/cat_and_dog_theology~714841/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Apr 2006 18:16:52 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I found this very entertaining quote on &lt;a href="http://bibleandcoffee.blogspot.com/"&gt;the coffee bible club blog&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"A dog says, "You pet me, you feed me, you shelter me, you love me, you must be God." A cat says, "You pet me, you feed me, you shelter me, you love me, I must be God."" - Cat &amp; Dog Theology&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It is a far more serious and thought provoking blog than mine. Dan Gover would thoroughly approve.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/09/cat_and_dog_theology~714841/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/09/cat_and_dog_theology~714841/#comments</comments></item><item><title>When jokes go wrong (and other stories)</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/07/when_jokes_go_wrong_and_other_stories~710545/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-04-07:/2006/04/07/when_jokes_go_wrong_and_other_stories~710545/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Apr 2006 18:16:26 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;There is a joke spot on Holiday club every day and the material tends to vary from mildly amusing (not all of the laughter is forced) to fairly depressing (at least the groans are real). I have already included a personal favourite in a previous post but the thing that has brought the biggest smile to my face was a joke from a particularly nervous 8 year old that went somewhat awry:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What do you get if you pour hot water down a rabbit hole?&lt;br&gt;
- Hot cross rabbits&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=465586"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/586/465586_a20195486f_m.jpg" align="" alt="Nat Guillou - the first Jerseyman ever to lick the Nou camp" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I saw something which will probably be of interest to Anna whilst waiting to pick up someone from the train station a few days ago. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Just outside the station two older &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chav"&gt;chavs&lt;/a&gt; were teaching a younger lad how to walk. The style was the sort of spring off one foot, roll shoulders, land on other foot, and repeat (ad infinitum/nauseum) that is standard amongst the &lt;a href="http://www.chavscum.co.uk/name.php"&gt;chav&lt;/a&gt; community. The only thing more entertaining than watching them demonstrate, pausing periodically to explain some of the finer points of the manouvre, was the fact that the novice &lt;a href="http://www.chavworld.co.uk/proud-chavs.htm"&gt;chav&lt;/a&gt; was quite obviously not a fast learner and was clearly causing his mentors a great deal of frustration.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Finally... let me warmly recommend this website about &lt;a href="http://www.realultimatepower.net/"&gt;ninjas&lt;/a&gt; as the sort of comedy goodness that might add some much needed joy to a day of dissertation research.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/07/when_jokes_go_wrong_and_other_stories~710545/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/07/when_jokes_go_wrong_and_other_stories~710545/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Premarital-bysexual-inter-digitational</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/03/title~699778/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-04-03:/2006/04/03/title~699778/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Apr 2006 19:22:17 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;= Holding hands before marriage! Josh Harris would not approve...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;(I = loser!)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I don't seem to have any good stories at the moment and so in honour of kids holiday club, which is going on this week at church, I'm going to forgo the usual in favour of the best joke I have ever heard from a seven year old:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Why do the French eat snails?&lt;br&gt;
- Because they don't like fast food&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Also, I &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=deuteronomy%205:19;&amp;version=47;"&gt;stole&lt;/a&gt; some nice photos from Vicky Cooley's msn of summer fun in Wollaton park so I think I'll scatter them about so that we can get excited about the summer which may or may not be just a few short months away (depending on global climate change, el niño, the next ice age, any major eschatological events, the white witch taking over, &lt;a href="http://brianx.com/funny/george-bush-quotes.html"&gt;George W. Bush&lt;/a&gt; declaring 'war on summer' or the very real possibility that it might just be cloudy for the whole of July/August).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=457957"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/957/457957_325ec8a2f0_m.jpg" align="" alt="Fun in Wollaton Park" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I have my interview for the apprenticeship at &lt;a href="http://www.ccbromley.net/"&gt;Christ Church Bromley&lt;/a&gt; tomorrow. I'm pretty sure I have the job, assuming I don't say anything too crazy, but I still feel fairly nervous thinking about having the formal interview!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=457956"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/956/457956_47d9c52c3e_m.jpg" align="" alt="Andy and Nicole" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm looking forward to dinner and drinks with Mark, Caz, Jess and one or two other London based fun people tomorrow night. Should be a welcome break from essays and maybe it will provide me with some stories. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If you are in London and can tell me a story, or just fancy coming along (and for preference know me...) we will be meeting at 7pm outside Covent Garden tube station.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If you are not from London but have a story for me anyway please email it or put it in the comments.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=458009"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/009/458009_0914e3e5a9_m.jpg" align="" alt="Toby and Jess" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Finally, the big debate:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Is the delivery room any place for a man?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
- I realise that there is a lot of cultural pressure these days to be there but I wonder whether we are really any use at all?&lt;br&gt;
- Would the lady's mum not be a better source of support?&lt;br&gt;
- What is wrong with pacing back and forth in the waiting room?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Those who know me will have some idea where I intend to be!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Please post your comments below...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/03/title~699778/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/04/03/title~699778/#comments</comments></item><item><title>A story from 1924</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/30/a_story_from~685802/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-03-30:/2006/03/30/a_story_from~685802/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Mar 2006 15:39:16 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Maybe I'm working too hard but I found the following story quite chucklesome:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;'After eye surgery in 1924, [James] Joyce was forced to recuperate in a dark room with his eyes bandaged. Myron Nutting visited the clinic in Paris and experienced a moment of peculiararly Joycean surrealism. The now-famous writer was lying on his back in the dark, his eyes under dressings as big as small pillows. "Hello, Joyce," he said cheerily. Joyce remained silent and motionless for a few seconds, then reached under his pillow and drew out a composition book and a pencil. Slowly and carefully, by touch, he made an entry, put his book and pencil back under the pillow, then held out his hand to say, "Hello, Nutting." Aware of his friend's bafflement, he took up the notebook again and showed him the words, "Carriage sponge," which left Nutting no wiser.'&lt;br&gt;
(Mark Wollaeger, Between Stephen and Jim: Portraits of Joyce as a Young Man, p. 352)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/30/a_story_from~685802/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/30/a_story_from~685802/#comments</comments></item><item><title>The End of the Spring Term</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/25/title~672839/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-03-25:/2006/03/25/title~672839/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Mar 2006 02:09:48 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Tonight's blog is brought to you by the letter &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;, the number &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;chicken breasts wrapped in bacon with melted cheese inside&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt; is for basking in the comedy of placing my cardboard cut out outside my housemate's door so that when he woke up he was confronted with it an inch from his face. Oh, the joys of having a lifesize image of yourself!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=439520"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/520/439520_45d3221417_m.jpg" align="" alt="Cardboard Andy, cardboard Matt, real Catherine" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt; is also for birds pooping on people. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Last summer I went to Hyde Park to meet a friend for lunch, which is about a 20 minute journey from Bromley. I arrived, said hello and sat down to eat my lunch. Within 30 seconds a bird had pooped on my arm so massively that I had no hope of cleaning it up in the toilets. I had to catch the train home.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It makes me feel much better to think of EK (always a source of good stories), who was hit in the face by a poop so big it "completely covered my face" (Pretty bad). "Some of it went in my mouth" (worse). Still credit to her friend who suggested she could just wipe it off and get on with the day.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; is for the number of friends I'm going to have in Bromley during the Easter holiday now everyone has a job up North/ clinicals/ a language year abroad/ has disappeared for evermore. Please contact me if you are from London and fancy going for a beer. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; is also for the number of stories I have about someone from Nottingham CU involving crashing someone else's car. Once into the back of Seb's car, once into the back of a bus. I'm not mean enough to reveal her identity but you know who you are!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=439561"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/561/439561_3dd2519230_m.jpg" align="" alt="Seb" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chicken breasts wrapped in bacon with melted cheese inside&lt;/strong&gt; are one of the finest foods imaginaable. We had these for dinner at Seb's and I will certainly be cooking them soon because they rule.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/25/title~672839/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/25/title~672839/#comments</comments></item><item><title>A Portrait of a bored English student and other stories...</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/23/a_portrait_of_a_bored_english_student_an~668983/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-03-23:/2006/03/23/a_portrait_of_a_bored_english_student_an~668983/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Mar 2006 15:18:27 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I've noticed that other people tend to include comments on their lives, how their day is going, etc. rather than just random disconnected stories and photos. &lt;a href="http://www.20six.co.uk/annac"&gt;Anna&lt;/a&gt; is particularly good at this. Here goes then:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Today I will be mostly:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Getting my hair cut&lt;/strong&gt; (many thanks to Helen Payne)&lt;br&gt;
Having a friend to cut your hair is definitely the way forward. It avoids all of those awkward conversations about how you are a student, and yes that does mean that you don't work as hard with someone who has a job, and no you don't have a lot of money, and no you don't have much planned for the summer, and wow, two weeks in Ayanapa sounds like a lot of fun, etc. etc. I'm not having a go at hairdressers I just don't have the gift of small talk. Or the gift of discerning between different kinds of Revels (but thats a different story).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Procrastinating and drinking tea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Because I should be doing the reading for an essay about Joyce's &lt;em&gt;A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man&lt;/em&gt; but I have that end of term I'm-already-on-holiday feeling and haven't yet developed that I-have-twenty-three-thousand-words-to-write-in-the-next-eight-weeks feeling which would be pretty helpful.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Having dinner with Jamie Keshwara and Alison Birch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I am very excited about this because I have not seen enough of either of these people this year. Also Tom is cooking us his famous (infamous?) sausage and cider casserole!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=436673"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/673/436673_358943af1b_m.jpg" align="" alt="Backend_of_Sheep" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Some things that have little or nothing to do with my day:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rene_Descartes"&gt;René Descartes&lt;/a&gt; walks into his local and orders a pint. While the landlord is pouring his drink he points out:&lt;br&gt;
- There is someone sitting in your usual seat René, is that ok?&lt;br&gt;
- I think not, the great rationalist replies and then disappears.&lt;br&gt;
(Drum roll)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Its not a good joke but it tickled my fancy!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=436643"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/643/436643_248458a90d_m.jpg" align="" alt="Frazer is behind there somewhere" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I wish to add my comment to those on &lt;a href="http://www.20six.co.uk/annac"&gt; Anna's blog&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://jonathanbell.blog.co.uk/"&gt;Jon's blog&lt;/a&gt; about twentieth-century woman writers. I attempted to take a photo of Frazer performing his women writer face on the handover weekend however thanks to some joker (you know who you are) all I got was the above image of a dinner plate with ginger hair (Insert really lame joke about how in some ways its an improvement here).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And now another story from Tom:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Their family went on a yachting holiday, you know the sort - there is a crew who do all the actual sailing and you sort of prance about pulling the odd rope and trying desperately to pretend you know something about sailing while avoiding being knocked senseless every time the boom comes flying over.&lt;br&gt;
Anyway, Tom's Father, like him, is not really very good with mornings and waking up late one day stumbled onto the deck, said his good mornings and then walked straight off the side of the boat into the sea.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/23/a_portrait_of_a_bored_english_student_an~668983/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/23/a_portrait_of_a_bored_english_student_an~668983/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Finally...</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/21/title~664518/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-03-21:/2006/03/21/title~664518/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Mar 2006 19:01:15 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;The conclusion of many hours battling with my computer is that I am finally online once again. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I can't help feeling I've let you down, let the internet down, and worst of all let myself down by failing to blog for almost a week but then I wasn't likely to be dynamic enough to walk all the way to a university computer. I see that I have paid the inevitable price as I only had 2 guests visit the sight today and yesterday (I knew I could rely on Jon and Anna not to have anything better to do!!).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=433179"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/179/433179_81346fd6ff_m.jpg" align="" alt="Andy has fixed his internet" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Walking to the library today I walked past two girls who were in deep conversation about something and as I passed them I caught just a snatch:&lt;br&gt;
...and I think they were the worst eggs ever, which goes to show...&lt;br&gt;
I just wish I could have heard the moral of that story, what could she have possibly been about to say?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I suspect it would have been something about how battery farming prevents hens from performing natural chicken activities, such as wing flapping and dust-bathing. However, answers on a postcard (or just in the comments box at the bottom).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=433191"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/191/433191_7f2cefdf5b_m.jpg" align="" alt="Andy bullies Rosie" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;On a serious note I am reasonably well known for not liking Christian songs that say 'You are worthy' over and over because it has always struck me that a person has to be worthy &lt;em&gt;of&lt;/em&gt; something rather than just 'worthy'. The phrase on its own doesn't seem to mean all that much.&lt;br&gt;
Well, I have found out something quite interesting about it while studying Revelation. The phrase 'You are worthy' is used of Jesus a number of times (e.g. Rev 4v11, 5v9,12) in the book in a deliberate parallel with the Caesars of the time it was written. Apparently when a new Roman Emperor was crowned his subjects would fill the streets chanting 'You are worthy' over and over again and the point in John's vision seems to be that the Lion of Judah, the perfect promised King is truly worthy of kingship and to rule. In Revelation Jesus is always called worthy &lt;em&gt;of&lt;/em&gt; something (e.g. to take the scroll in Rev4v9, of perfect sevenfold praise in Rev 5v12) but the phrase 'You are worthy' itself was tied up with kingship in the culture of the day.&lt;br&gt;
I'm still not sure I'm sold on repetition of the phrase 'you are worthy' on its own but at least I have some idea what it means now!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=433220"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/220/433220_c37493b7d1_m.jpg" align="" alt="Nice eating Toby!" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Finally, it would be remiss of me not to leave you with a story:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A friend of DG (20 year old male, fan of girl group eternal) thought it would be hilarious to put a hoax product up for sale on ebay and get his housemate to 'buy' it for a large sum of money. He therefore listed:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;'One Barrel of Crude Oil'&lt;/strong&gt; (not forgetting to add a picture of himself in Middle Eastern garb)&lt;br&gt;
Bidding began between two of his housemates... Time went on and the zeroes stacked up... ten thousand pounts, one hundred thousand pounds, one million pounds... The auction ended, the laughter died down and it was forgotten about.&lt;br&gt;
That is until three days later when a letter arrived from ebay requesting the £300'000 they owed them. Turns out ebay charge a percentage commission as well as the listing fee.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/21/title~664518/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/21/title~664518/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Diverse cups of tea</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/15/diverse_cups_of_tea~644332/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-03-15:/2006/03/15/diverse_cups_of_tea~644332/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Mar 2006 02:39:08 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I had &lt;strong&gt;a very nice cup of tea &lt;/strong&gt;(one of the many I will describe in todays blog) with Pippa this morning. Can you believe that Cate and her are off to Bangladesh? They are going to have an amazing time!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=419646"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/646/419646_4aec1b7a24_s.gif" align="" alt="bangladesh" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I don't know what the hospital they are going to will be like but at least they won't have to worry about it being short on medicine - it seems like they are bringing the entire contents of a medium to large Boots branch with them. Not to mention a travel dentistry kit (I think you have to be pretty keen to have your wisdom teeth fiddled with on a 13 hour bus journey to Chittagong*).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=419675"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/675/419675_99b0b9bc6b_s.gif" align="" alt="travel-kit_mid" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;(* Bus journey may not actually take 13 hours - the above figure was entirely fictional. Also they are flying in. The above bus is entirely fictional. Well, I say entirely fictional, I imagine that such a bus probably does exist and in some possible world it might take 13 hours to get there, but then I haven't specified where it is going from and I don't really know so in conclusion - I'm not really sure why I'm still talking...)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;second&lt;/strong&gt; (and marginally less lovely) &lt;strong&gt;cup of tea &lt;/strong&gt;came shortly before meeting my dissertation tutor to persuade him that I know something about the problem of divine foreknowledge and free will. I don't really have any good dissertation stories so instead I will share that of my housemate Tom:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He is writing about the politics of Eastern Europe (don't ask me for specifics) and his tutor asked him, reasonably enough, what he considers to be the main factor responsible for the change he wished to comment upon. Tom, having not done any reading in advance of this meeting and not really knowing anything about the topic glanced around the academic's office in hope of inspiration. The largest book he could see on the shelf behind him had just one word emblazoned across the spine, 'Nationalism'.&lt;br&gt;
- I think the main factor... well... Nationalism was extremely important.&lt;br&gt;
- Right then, lets put that down as your topic&lt;br&gt;
Tom is now writing a 10'000 word dissertation on the role on nationalism in political change within Eastern Europe.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;third cup of tea &lt;/strong&gt; was enjoyed while counting the leftover flyers from the 'Reality' mission week (which I should add was great to be involved in, with the good news about Jesus being really clearly explained and lots of people coming along to hear it and consider it for themselves).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It will satisfy those who know the CU's third, and highly secretive aim (Live for Jesus, Speak for Jesus, &lt;em&gt;Recycle for Jesus&lt;/em&gt;), that of the approx. 50'000 flyers of various kinds printed for the week all but just under 5000 were given away to people. Those that were not will, of course, be found loving homes where they will be treated well.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I also noted that the CU is well stocked with giveaway gospels, which is good news (insert drum roll, 'here all week, try the veal').&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;fourth and fifth cups of tea&lt;/strong&gt; (both scoring highly with all our judges, except those from Serbia and Montengro, who were probably voting tactically anyway - &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/europe/4805014.stm"&gt;Serbia-Montenegro in Pop Song Row &lt;/a&gt;) were enjoyed in the company of Anna Egg-Cresswell as I helped sort out the secretary box for handover. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Highlights included the book which Lizzi had labelled 'This book is unnecessary now but we keep it because it looks old and cool'. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Also had really good chat about various stuff, including spiritual gifts and whether there is a second baptism in the spirit, the nature of the call to full-time gospel work, the role of the Mosaic law for people living under the new covenant, and the tendency of UCCF staffworkers (including Jonathan) to say 'Great', 'opportunity' and 'encourage' wherever and whenever possible. To be fair there was only one of these topics we could really claim to know a great deal about and you've got a great opportunity to work out which one, I'd really like to encourage you to try. Great.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;One other topic of discussion was good sermon recordings. So I thought I'd include a link to some really good talks:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.atthecastle.org.uk/audio/"&gt; atthecastle.org.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I've been hearing lot of good things about the AGM on Friday, which I missed by going to Wroclaw ('The Meeting Place'). It seems the cardboard cut-outs of Matt and I went down well. Almost as well as they did with a random young man who saw them on Thursday:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Random student - Those are well cool, where did you get those made?&lt;br&gt;
Matt - The cardboard cut-out shop in town&lt;br&gt;
Random student  - (enthusiastically) Awesome!&lt;br&gt;
General awkward silence.. all wonder whether he will spot the blindingly obvious...&lt;br&gt;
Random Student - See you later!&lt;br&gt;
(Random Student Exits stage left)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm rather looking forward to walking home with mine. Should cause yet more confusion for the general public.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A quick final note: I want to thank Ali for feeding me. It was lovely. Although I was so full of cous cous I almost couldn't move afterwards!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/15/diverse_cups_of_tea~644332/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/15/diverse_cups_of_tea~644332/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Wroclaw, Poland</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/13/wroclaw_poland~639879/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-03-13:/2006/03/13/wroclaw_poland~639879/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Mar 2006 17:40:17 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Poland - great fun! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=416698"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/698/416698_6489511087_m.jpg" align="" alt="small 03" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I feel I should start at the beginning, this seems like a very sensible place to start any story. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thanks to the decision by Ryan Air to add Wroclaw in Poland to the list of destinations they will fly to for slightly less than the price of a bag of sugar and the desire of Ben C and Danny B to celebrate their 22nd birthdays in a ridiculous over-the-top manner 36 of us jetted off to on Friday morning from East Midlands Airport (equidistant from Nottingham, Derby and Loughborough, the business airport of the future) for a weekend of snow, sightseeing and trying really hard to pronounce the Polish word for thank you - Dziekuje.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I have to give great credit to the stag party that was travelling on the plane wth us for being a lot friendlier than they looked (taught me not to judge a skinhead by how much of the tattoo on his scalp you can see) even if they were rubbish at hangman. What do you mean you haven't heard of Melchizedek?! Guess it didn't help that I couldn't even spell my own name on Friday - you can call me Mr. Feanley!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Particular respect to the man below for taking the obvious opportunity to spoil a perfectly good picture in 'comedy fashion':&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=416623"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/623/416623_f132b241fe_m.jpg" align="" alt="Random man invades photo" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Arrival was greeted by the bright white of snow on everything and the even brighter white of Matt's flash as the first of six thousand photos was taken. Notice (below) that he is also a self-confessed big poser:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=416651"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/651/416651_b261a20aaf_m.jpg" align="" alt="Matt, Hiten and Ben" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;While Seb's attempt to roll the biggest snowball ever known to mankind failed somewhat building a large snowman was a pretty reasonable consolation. Needless to say there was a lot of snowball related fun throughout the weekend, with most of them being aimed at Caz as I remember. The cries of "I can't hit you back, I'm a girl, I'm not supposed to be able to throw" rang out&lt;br&gt;
Of course this wasn't the end of the drama for Caroline, who got more than she bargained for when ordering breakfast. You'd better ask her about that though... &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=416688"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/688/416688_d016be7d6b_m.jpg" align="" alt="Snowman" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The truth is there is a great deal I could tell you about all the cultural sights we saw, the panoramic painting that had to be hidden away from the Russians for years, the town square, the cathedrals, the old town, the  bins that had 'Transformers' written on them despite showing no evidence of being robots in disguise, the Polish rap bus, etc. but I would love to focus instead on the culinary delights we experienced. Therefore:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;7 Polish things that sounded like a good idea when we ordered them...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1. Steak (apparently you have to order vegetables, etc. separately to avoid receiving a plate containing nothing but a piece of cow)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;2. Sandwiches for breakfast (which should NEVER contain salami and gherkins)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;3. Beer with raspberry syrup in the bottom&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;4. Meatballs in cracked wheat porridge&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;5. Pigs trotters in gelatin, with bread and lard&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;6. Pig fat (which isn't much good on its own...)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;7. Lard (which isn't much good on its own... or at all)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=416673"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/673/416673_e3cb0995b4_m.jpg" align="" alt="Tom, Seb and I" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I don't mean to sound negative however and so I'll finish with a sample of the general enthusiasm we all felt for experiencing anything genuinely Polish.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;One of our party, HR, sits in the restaurant we have finally found that can take around twenty of us and asks the waiter&lt;br&gt;
- What is traditionally Polish on the menu?&lt;br&gt;
- Nothing, the waiter replies, this is Italian restaurant&lt;br&gt;
- Ok... HR pauses, what is traditionally Italian on the menu?&lt;br&gt;
Lengthy pause is eventually broken by slightly baffled sounding waiter&lt;br&gt;
- You know, Pizza, pasta...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=416658"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/658/416658_c6934cbb82_m.jpg" align="" alt="Poland" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/13/wroclaw_poland~639879/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>poland</category><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/13/wroclaw_poland~639879/#comments</comments></item><item><title>The night before leaving for Poland</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/10/the_night_before_leaving_for_poland~628945/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-03-10:/2006/03/10/the_night_before_leaving_for_poland~628945/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Mar 2006 03:01:27 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I can't believe I'm off to Poland for the weekend tomorrow morning. I think I'm in denial (which might explain why I'm writing stuff here instead of packing!!).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Tonight, being the last night of the current comimtee's stewardship of the Nottingham University Christian Union, seems like a good time to share some of the lovely photos I took on the handover weekend... &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It was really nice having dinner tonight (felt weird not having a meeting though!).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;All the best to the new exec, I'll be praying for you (including that you get voted in tomorrow).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=409847"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/847/409847_7b5ed686d7_s.jpg" align="" alt="Cate" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=409811"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/811/409811_7d00bbd95a_s.jpg" align="" alt="Cate" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Cate (above, looking lovely) is going to Bangladesh for her Nursing elective and so I won't see her until May (insert masculine choking-back-emotion sound here), which is a bit rubbish. Have a lovely time Cate - keep loving Jesus, listening to him in his word and talking to him in prayer - I bet you'll learn loads, take hundreds of photos, see you soon(ish)!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=409813"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/813/409813_70cbb7fd46_s.jpg" align="" alt="Mark" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Good chatter with Mark (above, looking intellectual) about Song of Songs (giggle giggle) tonight. I think they are betrothed to be married, there seems to be wedding imagery in 3v6-4v16 but it is a poem therefore no linear narrative so I'm not entirely sure...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=409812"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/812/409812_a0c3142a67_m.jpg" align="" alt="Dave inspects the ceiling" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=409810"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/media/810/409810_45e4f99ad1_m.jpg" align="" alt="Fi and Anna" vspace="5" hspace="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I promised to use stream of consciousness for this post in homage to un homme de peu de virtue but I'm rather too tired tonight so the more literary amongst you will have to wait for my return from polska.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'll leave you with some of the beautiful words that Soloman wrote in admiration of his bride (enjoy the imagery):&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"Behold, you are beautiful, my love, behold, you are beautiful!&lt;br&gt;
Your eyes are like doves behind your veil.&lt;br&gt;
Your hair is like a flock of goats leaping down the slopes of Gilead.&lt;br&gt;
Your teeth are like a flock of shorn ewes that have come up from the washing, all of which bear twins, and not one among them has lost its young.&lt;br&gt;
Your lips are a scarlet thread and your mouth is lovely.&lt;br&gt;
Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil.&lt;br&gt;
Your neck is like the tower of David, built in rows of stone, on it hang a thousand shields of warriors." (Song 4:1-4, ESV)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/10/the_night_before_leaving_for_poland~628945/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><category>christianity</category><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/10/the_night_before_leaving_for_poland~628945/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Vegetarianism and spiders</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/09/vegetarianism_and_spiders~625522/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-03-09:/2006/03/09/vegetarianism_and_spiders~625522/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Mar 2006 02:11:11 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Another story which I can't help feeling it would be wrong of me not to post is that of a young lady with whom I was in Halls of residence in my first year. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The girl in question was in the bathroom one night about to brush her teeth when she noticed a spider, of medium size and weight, sitting in the bath. A thought crossed her mind...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;'I am so much bigger than this spider, I could eat it but it couldn't eat me...'&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;She put the thought into practice. She ate the spider.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The scene then shifts forward several months to a night spent staying over at her grandmother's house in Surrey. It is the middle of the night and she lies awake and in need of a drink. After the inevitable mental debate as to whether it is worth getting up she decides to head for the kitchen for a glass of water. Switching on the light our protagonist is confronted with a floor 'covered in spiders and all kinds of insects'.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It is at this point that she draws the obvious conclusion. They have come to get revenge for their fallen (or should I say eaten) arachnid brother.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;What is she to do? She really only has one option. She forms a pact with the spiders never to eat meat again lest they come to get her. She begins a life of vegetarianism.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Distressing. True.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/09/vegetarianism_and_spiders~625522/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/09/vegetarianism_and_spiders~625522/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Be careful in Iceland!</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/08/be_careful_in_iceland~623991/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-03-08:/2006/03/08/be_careful_in_iceland~623991/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Mar 2006 16:48:18 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;I had a bit of a reunion dinner with Rutland nine20 03-04 people last night and heard far more stories than I have time to write up here. Many thanks to Verity who should probably reconsider her decision to convert into medicine and become an iterant story-teller instead. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Having said this my favourite story was one from the first year which Frazer reminded me of rather than a new one - the story JG told us about his mum. Again I'm going to protect the identity of the individual but needless to say he is a Rutlander and wear caps a lot...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;JG's mother went to her local Iceland to buy some fishcakes and upon arriving discovered that there was only one box left in the bottom of the freezer cabinet. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It being one of the large, deep freezers they have in supermarkets and JG's mum not-being the tallest woman in the world she had to lean over quite a long way to reach for the fishcakes.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Picture, if you will, her hand just grasping for the packet of piscine treats when she feels her centre of gravity start to move. Her weight shifts forward, she tries to stand up but it is too late... before she knows it she is stuck headfirst in the freezer, legs flailing madly in the air.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;She calls for help and a member of staff rushes over.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;However after significant struggling he concludes that she is too heavy for him to lift and has to go and fetch his manager to assist in pulling her out. Leaving her stuck headfirst in a freezer halfway down the Iceland fish isle.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;When she was finally rescued the supermarket staff offered her the pack of fishcakes for free - she had squashed them too badly for them to be sold!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/08/be_careful_in_iceland~623991/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/08/be_careful_in_iceland~623991/#comments</comments></item><item><title>My first blog...</title><link>http://fearners.blog.co.uk/2006/03/07/my_first_blog~621060/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:fearners.blog.co.uk,2006-03-07:/2006/03/07/my_first_blog~621060/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Mar 2006 18:02:59 +0100</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;The appeal of being able to see an assortment of my (largely pointless) thoughts on the internet and my general failure to make any real progress in reading James Joyce's Ulysses over the last three hours has finally taken its inevitable course and led to this... the creation of my own weblog.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A further motivation for the creation of this space was the need to share the following story of a friend (who will remain nameless - but like Frogs):&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Having left her handbag in a lecture a few days earlier our hero, lets call her EK, decides to ask her lecturer whether she has seen it anywhere. EK approaches the lecturer after a particularly interesting hour of note-taking.&lt;br&gt;
- Have you seen a brown bag at all? She asks. Its just, I left my handbag in here a few days ago and I wondered whether you had seen it?&lt;br&gt;
The lecturer turns and begins to assemble the white stick she has just produced from her own bag.&lt;br&gt;
- I haven't seen much lately.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Cringe.
&lt;/p&gt;
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