1. Shaun of The Dead. Way back in the mists of time the group had a free evening so we decided to watch a movie. It took forever to agree, nobody was expressing a preference and so I foolishly took responsibility and we set up Eric’s laptop to watch one of my favourite films: ‘Shaun of The Dead’
I hadn’t noticed the language being quite so bad when I’d watched the film previously... with the opening line ‘Can I get any of you C**** a drink' I Began to regret my choice and with each and every subsequent F word that followed I sunk lower into my arm chair. It took all of 15 minutes before the room had cleared except for Eric, James and I.
In my defence I must say that even looking back I think I made the right choice... the other options being ‘Death Race’ and ‘Constantine’!
2. Jumping on the sand dunes and trying to reconcile the differences between the English game of Rounders and Baseball... and exploding tennis rackets!
3. London trips: Hanging out with Vicki and Jo in the park; getting a tour of the Palace of Westminster with David and Phil; Brick lane curries that look like a real bargain until they explain that the poppadums are £1 each! That huge TV screen at A-Souls church, oh and Eric's racist T-shirt! Angry men at Speakers Corner and sending teams off blindfolded to various tube stations.
4. Orthodox Monks proving they can use the big beards and black robes to disguise a cheekily rude and irreverent heart. We loved those guys and the worship time we had in their chapel was one of the most spiritually moving experiences of the 10 weeks.
5. Robin and Celia Talbot. what can I say? Their stories challenged and stretched us, the dedication, sacrifice and joy of their 50 year journey together encouraged us beyond belief. Their afternoon session complete with stories of supernatural transportation and a doctrine of invisibility was amazing and had me wondering for a while whether I wasnt in a class at Hogwarts!
6. Morning Prayers. ‘Christ beside me to my left and to my right’, realising that each day we were to act as Christ for each person in our little community.
Speaking the blessing over each other and meeting their gaze as we did so on that last day was an incredibly touching moment, knowing that we were being scattered throughout the world but we took the blessing of our friends with us to help us along our way.
great post brother Scot, funny and touching in equal measure. i've had a few shaun of the dead moments in my time and that picture of the monks is amazing. did you take it or is it a proper photo you got from a proper photographer?
Posted by: dave mance | April 20, 2009 at 17:41