Two Men & A Guitar

So last night we had an Acoustic Cafe at the Chapel and sooooo many people came to it - so wonderful and brilliant. When people left, more people came in. There was just enough cake and drinks for everyone, and so many people performed too. Including myself, with my guitar playing mate Ed. We did "Falling Slowly" from Once, which I've wanted to do for ages, and "While My Guitar Gently Weeps", which is an absolute classic, and I'll have fisticuffs with anyone who disagrees with me!

But last night was really about us as a Christian Union giving other people the chance to 1) see that we're normal people too and 2) just to chill and relax in this tiring last week before the holidays. I don't think there was anyone who wasn't smiling as they left at nearly 11pm!

And so, once again, we've defied expectations and done God's work magnificently. And that got me thinking. I don't know how many people read this blog, or if you've been slightly turned off by my more religious writings recently. But when you have a spare moment, please, watch this video and I hope you'll understand why I'm just so darn excited!

Rain, Rain, Go Away, You Won't Stop Me Trying To Pray...

So we decide this week, the last before the Easter holidays, to have a Prayer Table/Cafe for the rest of the campus outside our chapel. Then boom - biggest storm for a while hits practically the whole country. Okay, I'm being a bit over-the-top but from the way it was reported by the media it sure felt like the whole of the country.

Anyway, we at Winchester weren't left out. Right as we started to set up the heavens opened, which I suppose is kind of ironic. But did that stop us? Nope. In fact, I would argue that more people stopped inside the chapel to have a hot mug of something, a chat and occasionally a prayer then they would have done had it not been raining and it been glorious sunshine.

To misquote slightly, God works in flipping mysterious ways. We are never going to understand them here on earth. We prayed and prayed and prayed for sunshine, for no rain to fall - didn't happen. Doesn't discourage us, though - far from it. We managed to proclaim his word by offering shelter, warmth, sunshine on a rainy day...okay, that one was a little corny, but you get the idea.

So why the Monday Moan status? Well, muggins here decided to stand outside with his friend's brolly to invite people in, only for a mighty gust of wind to blow it first inside out then snap it off its handle all together. Should have seen that coming, so I guess this is more a moan at myself than anything else. Silly boy.

Laters.

Pinch, Punch, And Is That A Cuckoo I Hear?

In a perfect world, this day - the 1st of March - would be the first day of Spring. But, thanks probably to good ol' global warming, it's probably been Spring over here in Blighty since half way through February.

Anyway, as homage to the first day of Spring - whenever it is - we feel compelled in my house to do some spring cleaning. Well, okay, we don't exactly feel compelled, it's more like we have to. And when I say "we" I mean myself and Other Bloke, as Smoker and Second Year have gone home for the weekend. Cheers, girls.

My realm has been that of the kitchen, lounge and hallway/stairs. I also have to spruce my own bedroom up a bit, as we have the dreaded housing inspections this week. Fun, fun, fun! Speaking of fun, time to wipe down the oven.

Laters.