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Date: 30 September 2004 11:43:15
I was accosted - accosted, I tell you - by strangers asking me "Are the Real Radio Fugitive"?
Sadly, I did not have the wherewithal to answer, "No, but if we split the prize 50-50, I'll be anything you want." Apparently it's a competition of some sort - see----> http://www.jazzfm.com/promotions/fugitive/scotland/how_to_play.asp?s=2
In matters of religion, it is my turn to run the new-fangled Sunday evening service at Chapel Perilous. It's hoped to get a congo of studenty types who don't cope with either the evangelical Anglicans down the road or the charismatic Baptists up the road.
So they're getting a hymn written by the splendidly named Charles Coffin, a Taize chant, a reading from the Contemporary English Version and a meditation which will reference the West Wing. How much more hip and trendy can they ask for?
Hopefully, the new service books which I took upon myself to get printed for the Community, will be ready by tomorrow so that, if the vicar is still in be with his stomach upset, we can run a service in the morning without using the tatty sheets I produced some months back.
The improvised sermon of last week was, apparently, two-thirds alright, until I meandered into a potted history of the Anabaptists. Apologies to all who found that disconcerting.