Hope that you and Aitana, Morris, Rubi and Matilde had a good Christmas Day. We are now virtually self isolating although we did invite one close friend to have Christmas dinner with us. We are avoiding people like the plague – maybe a bit strong but better careful than sorry!
Looks as if soon there may be two Pope Emeritae if one is to believe the rubbish press.
Thanks Robin, Liz, Frank; and Daniel, Judie, Chris, Dianne, José and all those who usually reply to blogs by email!
The “Virtual Pilgrimage” blog will continue from Poitiers to the Pyrenees with commenting disabled. I have not found the quality of discussion provided any additional incentive for me to continue with this fairly challenging routine of daily blogs. On some occasions – I must admit – it has been a disincentive.
I might reopen commenting from Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port or from Roncesvalles, but for the moment I am not too concerned about providing a platform for others, but rather completing a project I began several weeks ago, which will take another two months. It is a narrative in which several distinct threads are woven. This may strain the patience of those whose internet threshold is five short paragraphs with a joke at the end, but hopefully they have already found something more interesting to do. The next stage from Poitiers opens with the following words:
“The “Virtual Pilgrimage” blog will continue from Poitiers to the Pyrenees with commenting disabled. For my part, I am not interested in the blog viewing figures, but rather the occasional email from a reader who tells me they have discovered something useful here. Those who speak of faith – in whatever way – will always find the very same opposing voices as spake in any age. And when you consider that even the tangible resurrection of the dead was never proof enough for these, it is enough to simply shrug and move on. We speak of quieter assurances in little things, already aware that the bigger things are taken as read. This journey, this pilgrimage of three months on foot from Worcester to Compostela, is not designed to persuade anyone of the proof of faith, but simply to underline the foolishness of it, wherein lies its eternal strength.”
Equus Asinus 
Merry Christmas Gareth ! You made me feel guilty I haven’t dressed up my herd 😊. Take care in these mad times..
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Happy Christmas to Gareth and The Donks.
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Hope that you and Aitana, Morris, Rubi and Matilde had a good Christmas Day. We are now virtually self isolating although we did invite one close friend to have Christmas dinner with us. We are avoiding people like the plague – maybe a bit strong but better careful than sorry!
Looks as if soon there may be two Pope Emeritae if one is to believe the rubbish press.
Every good wish
Frank and Michael
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Thanks Robin, Liz, Frank; and Daniel, Judie, Chris, Dianne, José and all those who usually reply to blogs by email!
The “Virtual Pilgrimage” blog will continue from Poitiers to the Pyrenees with commenting disabled. I have not found the quality of discussion provided any additional incentive for me to continue with this fairly challenging routine of daily blogs. On some occasions – I must admit – it has been a disincentive.
I might reopen commenting from Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port or from Roncesvalles, but for the moment I am not too concerned about providing a platform for others, but rather completing a project I began several weeks ago, which will take another two months. It is a narrative in which several distinct threads are woven. This may strain the patience of those whose internet threshold is five short paragraphs with a joke at the end, but hopefully they have already found something more interesting to do. The next stage from Poitiers opens with the following words:
“The “Virtual Pilgrimage” blog will continue from Poitiers to the Pyrenees with commenting disabled. For my part, I am not interested in the blog viewing figures, but rather the occasional email from a reader who tells me they have discovered something useful here. Those who speak of faith – in whatever way – will always find the very same opposing voices as spake in any age. And when you consider that even the tangible resurrection of the dead was never proof enough for these, it is enough to simply shrug and move on. We speak of quieter assurances in little things, already aware that the bigger things are taken as read. This journey, this pilgrimage of three months on foot from Worcester to Compostela, is not designed to persuade anyone of the proof of faith, but simply to underline the foolishness of it, wherein lies its eternal strength.”
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