Knee-Jerk Reactions?

My apologies – I haven’t forgotten the Millennial Giveaway – but things went a little pear-shaped this week! All that fridge-cleaning and ant-killing [and scrubbing of their little bodies from the kitchen floor] played havoc with my Housemaid’s Knee.

I diligently wore my knee support to school [“Ooh Miss, what have you done? “ they said, on the days I wore a skirt!] and rested my leg with an ice pack wrapped round it in the evenings, but on Thursday night it was unbelievably painful. I spent a very restless night, despite being dosed up on painkillers, and realised I couldn’t drive to school Friday or stand for a whole day in the classroom.

So I rang the Head and apologised for being absent. Something I hate doing. She was incredibly kind [as usual]

Then I went back to sleep. Bob brought me breakfast in bed and told me VERY firmly to REST. So I did.

Last week, newly-priested Alan told me that he too has knee problems. His Doctor said “We don’t call it Housemaid’s Knee anymore, as nobody has housemaids – now we call it Clergy Knee!” Just lately I think I have done more preaching than housework, so that explains things.

Anyway, back to the giveaway

The winner is Anne [from this blog]- but thank you to everyone who made such gracious comments.

I’ve just remembered something that happened when I was a student – I was on the University Christian Union Executive, and we went to a regional IVF Conference [pre UCCF] where we met other Execs. We were introduced to them, and somebody said to me “Angela, this is the Cambridge Prayer Secretary, kneel!” So I obediently genuflected [Well, we’d been told beforehand that the Cambridge Team were considered more spiritual than the Warwick Crowd] What he’d ACTUALLY said was “Angela, this is the Cambridge Prayer Secretary, NEIL!”