Archive for April, 2011

Apr 14 2011

Correction.

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Look, you can knit your own royal wedding. The book costs 10 pounds. Remember I said that the Cath Kidston shop was opposite the three martyr memorial? I was wrong, it at is actually opposite the place where the burning actually took place, not the memorial.This is the actual site.

Today I went shopping, no holding back here :D.  Look at some of the goodies.Steph would you wear this? It’s only 10 pounds.I just love the fashions.Jared gagged at this pant suit, but I think it’s cute.What about a new outfit for Jared? No? Well, he doesn’t like it anyway.Look how cheap the easter eggs are…Alycia I bought you this jacket, it has birds on it. It is Navvy blue in colour though, not grey. Tomorrow, I might be heading off to London by myself, am I brave or what?

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Apr 13 2011

Tuesday

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It seems like forever, but it is only Tuesday.  Jared’s Latin lesson was at 4.30 yesterday, so he studied in the morning, while I blogged. I ended up falling asleep on the bed until 10, just because it is so hot upstairs. Jared has put the heaters on high so that our clothes will dry. We thought that we would have a clothes dryer, and seeing we don’t, and he we have so little clothes, we do desperate things to be clean 😀 I digress ( I do that a lot don’t I?). At 10 I was happy to go out into the fresh air, ah… We caught the bus to the city this time. We are walking a lot, so I am still struggling with blisters over my feet. We discovered that our weekly ticket, is only valid on red buses, um!! The firs thing we did was climb up a tower. It use to be connected to the prison, which was pulled down to allow traffic to flow through Oxford.Jared is standing in front of the door that housed Latimer and Ridley, and later Cranmer in before they were martyred for their Christian faith. It amazes me that we can be walking around where there must have been so much fear, and yet strength to endure. The same God that watched them, now watches us. We climbed to the top, wow, what a view.Ugh, what a gross photo of me, oh well, add it to the list…. After this we went to the A…..museum, it was quite large. The best thing for me, was seeing the replica coins of Henry and Elizabeth…I think that I will have to go back to the gift shop. Hey, they are only 2 pounds for the two.Outside they had a lovely garden of tulips. After lunch, Jared went back to study. Our lunch consisted of a sandwich deal from Tesco. A sandwich, a drink and a packet of chips/fruit for 3 pounds (have I written this already?) . I then checked out the shops, and went to the library. I bought a lovely apron (I would never spend 26 pound on an apron back home), but I guess that it is a special occasion right? I also bought a little top and socks and a thomas hat for my cousin who is expecting the birth of a little boy soon. Oh, I need a photo of that to show you. I’ll do it later. The top was only 5 pounds. here is my apron.Oh, don’t you just love it? It’s a Pip brand. Um, I just remembered that I need to buy Jared some cream for his skin, it’s breaking down, poor boy.

WE tried talking to the children again this morning, but they may as well have been aliens. I thought that Skype was suppose to be good! It was nice to see their little faces, even though most of the lights in the house have blown, so it was pretty dark. Gotta go, places to see.

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Apr 12 2011

Checking out Oxford

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Jared had his first lesson yesterday, so we walked into the city before hand, and then he left to go to his lesson. I checked out the area, oh, shopping.  Of course I’m reading all the plaques everywhere along the way. I set off to find the library too, but of course I went the wrong way and didn’t find it. There is a sweet undercover market with some cute items in them.Owls and Meercats seem to be popular around London.We started the morning with a little walk. Yes, Jared, I said, of course there will be stairs to get up to the bridge on the other side of this grass. Did I say, very wet grass? Well, there wasn’t so we ended up having wet feet all day, but hey, look at it, isn’t it pretty?Can you see this wooden structure sticking out of the building? It’s holding up the wall! Not everyone in Oxford is an Oxford scholar!Isn’t this tree pretty?I was so excited to see this shop. When we were in London, after doing all the historical sites, Jared said that we could find the shop in Covent Gardens, I didn’t have the address, so I started asking some random women. Jared said, “there is no way that anyone will know it”, I just laughed. Every women I asked knew the shop, but was a little confused as to where it was. So I said to Jared ” I have to ask a vintage girl” he said, what? I walked up to a girl, that looked kinda vintage, and she told me straight away. Jared moaned through the door, as I took in the eye candy. I came out with some fat quarters. Very pretty, but very expensive. Anyway, there is one here in Oxford too! I got a little caught up in it all until I realised what was opposite. It’s the monument to Ridley, Latimer, and Cramner. Three Martyrs. This made me cry (just a little, I’m not a crazy women). To think that it takes men and women to stand up for their faith, to give us freedom to worship Christ. Evidently Cranmer recanted three times before he was burn’t at the stake. From his prison cell, he would have seen Ridley and Latimer burn at the stake, so It must have been difficult for him. What a witness they all were though. The actual spot is marked with an uneventful cross on the main rd (a different coloured stone).Oh, does this make me look smart? I have a library card to the local Oxford library. So cool, they even let you choose the picture you would like. Whose going to choose a bird, or a piece of fruit as their picture if you can have this one, eh? The library is set up like a Borders shop, woo hoo! I am hoping to borrow some books today, when Jared is at Latin. He is next to me studying at the moment, it is difficult not to constantly talk to him (although I must say that he is doing pretty well, at blocking me out :D).Do you like this ring? (don’t mind the wrinkly fingers). I bought it for 5 pounds. It says “Sing”. I love to sing, and it brings to mind the verse “Singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord”. I often make up little tunes to Bible Verses, they aren’t masterpieces (the songs, not the verses), but it brings me some joy, and it’s an easy way to remember scripture. I only hope that I don’t knock off all the “Gs” to make my ring say “Sin”.

It’s 7am now, so we are nearly ready to go out. See you.

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Apr 11 2011

Sunday.

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We got up early to go site seeing. After calling the children at 4am (they are nine hours in front of us), we went to visit McDonalds to use the internet. It was locked, while they cleaned it, although heaps of people where inside cleaning. We had a drunk man, telling us that we would buy him breakfast…Jared took me for a walk down a dark alley (remember, this is 6am), we walked down a (perfect for a backdrop of a murder film lane), only to find a lovely gated garden. Jared quickly turned back, because there were some sleeping bodies in there. We went back to the motel. After half an hour, we went out again, caught a bus or two, walked a lot, and found John Wesley’s Church.opposite the church is a grave yard, where his mother Sussana Wesley was buried.  I think John Bunyan was buried there too. The gates were closed until later in the day, so we didn’t go in.We then went searching for John’s place of conversion (which was in walking distance), we also stumbled upon Charles Wesley’s place of conversion, and a house that John had once lived in.  It’s wonderful to read in public viewing that Salvation is by Grace. Thank you for the free gift of Salvation God. How could Jesus die for such sinners? He did, because he loves us. I hope that you might know this same Jesus as me, who can wipe away all your sins, and turn you into a living sacrifice for Him. After walking around the churches, and wondering exactly what they might preach, I think that all churches should but a faith statement out the front. Why waste your time with false teaching?

We headed off to the Metropolitan Tabernacle for a 11am service. This use to be Spurgeon’s church. It was so special and to be honest it made me a little teary to hear that the gospel is being preached as truthfully as it once was. Despite the years that pass, it’s wonderful to know that God doesn’t. His message doesn’t change with the fads, doesn’t get more complicated, it is simply there, waiting for you to grasp it with both hands. What a wonderful saviour we have! We heard a great sermon (Peter Masters didn’t preach because he had a heavy cold). It had seven points, talking about the Christ centredness of Paul’s life as found in Philippians. I did the unthinkable and took a quick photo once everyone started to leave. It was full before, with every race mixed in together, just like Heaven will be.Afterward, we just filled in some time before heading to Paddington Station to catch a train to Oxford.We had a special request from Camden to tape the sound of Big Ben Donging. It was hilarious. We held the camera up for about 10 minutes, heard it do it’s bit, then Jared said “That wasn’t very impressive”as he lowered the camera, and then it “dodged” once very loudly, lol. So we missed some of it, and it was only one o’clock. haha.

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Apr 11 2011

Still Day One

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I told you, that it was a long day. Still walking around after more than 40 hrs without sleep, and no shower for about 30 (nice visual image), we went to the Victoria and Albert Museum, which was excellent. Despite me now hobbling, and Jared complaining about general old age ailments, we enjoyed this little treasure immensely (oh, do I sound English, saying that?). On a side note, I think that all French people are on a holiday in England…I’m just saying. Maybe I should say “Peugeots  are lame!” do you think that they would throw some cheese at me? Now, back to the Museum.This is Peter Lombard’s work, in Latin. Jared went right ahead, and tried out his newly aquired skill of reading historical papers in Latin. He couldn’t make out the font, haha, that is a bit of a bummer eh? He did get the gist of it though. Evidently this was widely read in the old days 😀This is Anne of Cleaves, an original little painted container. King Henry married her based on a painted picture of her, he then felt ripped off when he saw her in person (ripped off, and poor Anne). Imagine life without photos? Um, I digress.

The rest of the day seems a blur, I think that Jared and I turned into Zommbies, not long after. I remember Jared saying that he has to do everything, so that he can report back to college..(you owe me a leg massage, college ;D). I remember finally getting to a motel, having a shower, and resting my eyes at around 5pm, and then waking up at 4am. Oh, I did wake up during the night when Jared was holding my arm up in the air with two hands saying “what is that, what is that?” I looked at him, told him it was my arm, then he rolled over and went to sleep. He’s studying Latin? yeah, good luck with that, lol. It is now two days later, and I think that he knows what an arm is , phew, thank you God for sleep.We also saw this, about 100 people dressed in old fashioned clothes, riding bikes. It was cool.

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Apr 11 2011

London, Here I am :D

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After nervously bording the plane on Friday afternoon, 7 hrs on to Singapore, then back on for another 13. The first plane trip was uneventful, but the second wasn’t (Jared has told me not to put the details up in case the children read it and freak out about our trip home), so I will leave you in suspense. (The lady in the picture sat for 7 hrs without a bathroom break, Jared and I were impressed).

In singapore, they have free leg massage chairs, wow, does that make a differance. I know I look disgusting in them (but, hey, I get worse later).At Heathrow airport, we caught a train to Paddington (you know this place from the story of Paddington bear?). This is how Jared looked by then.Once at Paddington Station, I was distracted by this when…I slipped on a very large amount of bird droppings ( and I mean huge), I then fell straight down, was covered in bird dodo, and had very sore legs. Beware of the spotty case :C

It was 6 am, so we walked around Kensigton Gardens, looked at the memorials, eventually decided not to go into Kensington Palace (they have removed all of the authentic furniture ect, and put large puppets etc instead).We then walked to the Museum of Natural history, where we saw a Dodo bird.This is taking me ages to upload, so I might post again tomorrow.

We have spoken to the children on the phone which was so nice, but children if you are reading this, check out your facebook too, because I can get on to that too sometimes. Love you, smooch!

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Apr 06 2011

Fat Girl Pants don’t have pockets, and other such things..

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I have two more sleeps until Jared and I head off to England. I feel very nervous. I know the children are in good hands, but I am nervous about flying. I keep saying to myself ” I believe in the sovereignty of God”. Knowing that everything that happens in this world is for a purpose, and I must trust.  I will say this often….Oh, I just saw a computer covered in spots! Opps, I digress..

Oh yeah, fat pants. I bought five dollar jeans, they didn’t have pockets, and they were driving me nuts, so I finally got to work.ok, so now I have pockets. What else did I want to make? A water bottle holder. I didn’t use a pattern so I am pretty proud of myself.I wanted it to be adjustable, but I couldn’t get a buckle duva at the shop, so I went to the cheap shop and bought this:so for $4 I now have a a couple of buckles, metal rings, etc…not bad eh?Now I am trying to make a travel wallet, but I have made every mistake that I possibly could. I will wait until tomorrow, and have a look again, it still might end up in the bin.
This is my girl, Cassandra. She has been spelling out some words with magnetic letters. Cassandra is so proud of herself. I am really going to miss her, sigh….

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