Resurrected – Paper

Poo Paper Cover

This is the message printed on the back of our Easter Service books, hot off the press today!!

Well, at least one person found it amusing when I wrote it, we’ll have to wait and see what the general consensus is.  (The paper is covered in plastic, so no contamination is possible)  You too can do this:

Ashes to ashes…

…dust to dust!

Lent book and paper

Maggi's book amongst the recycled paper

My study employs an open cast filing system.  So much so that as I’m preparing to move this Lent, it seems a great opportunity to clear the rubble and gather only the important things after the dust has settled.  Lent of course is a great time to do this.  Rather than throw away or recycle some of the paper I’ve been making new paper myself.  I had already made a number of sheets of brand new paper out of the rubbish.  I’m reading this Lent Maggi Dawn’s Giving it up, she speaks about “clearing out the mental and spiritual clutter”  Hopefully the strips of recycled paper I attached to our Ash Wednesday service sheets will serve as a reminder that if we clear away the clutter – all things can be made new!


It seems a little surreal sitting in a hotel lounge typing this, nevertheless it was rather good to have complimentary copies of the Independent – it seems to be a rather good paper, I do remember blogging about never wanting to read another paper for a while because of the lack of ‘good news!’ After listening to Jeremy Vine and various angry people with strange views about many subjects, I was happy to read that the residents whose houses are to be destroyed to create space for the new runway at Heathrow were largely rather unhappy about the prospect. Of course this isn’t a few houses is it two villages. Someone commented in the paper that it was reminiscent of the Highland clearances, well yes, it also reminded me of Treweryn. Although the climate change issue is important, the destruction of these communities of people is rather more distressing, especially with the way it seems to be approached. Nothing is to get between people and their precious flight – not even someone’s home!