tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6198442674791729773.post8779517751805841525..comments2024-03-28T19:13:44.381-04:00Comments on HMS Defiant: 9 LESSONS AND CAROLSHMS Defianthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10024721130102173694noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6198442674791729773.post-33844919182411453872015-01-01T03:17:22.737-05:002015-01-01T03:17:22.737-05:00Everything about it was hideous. The church I rais...Everything about it was hideous. The church I raised my daughter in was joyful. We joined for the music and stayed for the sermons. Yeah, we shopped for God but we found a bunch of people who raised their voices to God and were happy.<br />My mother's Church used to celebrate the arrival of the baby Jesus with a children's show of the arrival. It was a time to sing and enjoy, Holy Night. The 9 lessons and the dismal carols were an ice bath of disdain and hate.<br /><br />Sadly, even though this all took place on Military Road, there was no pub anywhere, far less across the road.HMS Defianthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10024721130102173694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6198442674791729773.post-84637805610556473052014-12-31T20:37:34.304-05:002014-12-31T20:37:34.304-05:00Your daughter will forgive, though I doubt she wil...Your daughter will forgive, though I doubt she will forget ;-)<br /><br />I once attended a Christmas Roman Catholic mass as a youngster, which was my first and last! Two hours of stand up's - sit down's, and kneeling on a wooden board throughout the service - whilst being preached upon, was one mass to many. In the same vein, I once (almost) attended a two hour Roman Catholic wedding, which again was my first and last. At least this time I had the sense to eject myself after 30 minutes… Fortunately the Dog and Duck pub was directly across the road from St Mary's church. Some things are meant to be.<br /><br />Yours aye.<br /><br />Ex Bootneckhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08959426594672393670noreply@blogger.com