tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504941035373421150.post5416343150957827897..comments2023-07-09T00:34:41.765-07:00Comments on Love the Tradition: Back on topic!Fr Ravenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17787765571125444119noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504941035373421150.post-27751795050006182762011-08-09T03:35:30.124-07:002011-08-09T03:35:30.124-07:00Start a clergy reading group. I've often thoug...Start a clergy reading group. I've often thought it would be inspiring and edifying to get a couple of people together and read out plays, or the dialogues of Plato. (Tried the latter with my live-in granny, but old age makes it difficult for her to concentrate on the long sentences.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7504941035373421150.post-80851210287345199672011-07-21T12:48:12.049-07:002011-07-21T12:48:12.049-07:00You need to take up golf, Father. Though things ma...You need to take up golf, Father. Though things may have changed today, many years ago a round of 'clerical golf' had little to do with serious matters of 'tat' or anything similar. It was a release from the daily 'grind' and discussions were more likely to center on the proper use of the <i>mashie</i> or <i>niblick</i> and what the 'rub of the green' really meant. Fr. Bob - a pastor in a northern parish - was a late convert to the game and never achieved much proficiency - but he persevered nonetheless.<br /><br />He had a problem with the driver. His drives never rose much over a foot above the ground and didn't travel further than the range of a 9-iron. In frustration he complained "I just can't get it up!" Bob couldn't understand why the rest of collapsed in laughter. Upon being apprised of the reason, he joined in the laughter with the rest of us. But from then on we could always crack him up by reminding him of what his real 'golfing problem' was...GORhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14313101159848740722noreply@blogger.com