On Monday last, Bob and I were guests of our friends from Cowper Chapel at their Harvest Lunch. After some delicious fish and chips, there was a choice of gateau and ice cream, then tea and coffee. A simple meal, requiring minimal effort on the part of the group, with plenty of opportunity to sit and chat. Many of those present live alone, and appreciated enjoying food with good company, which they had not needed to prepare. I was providing the after-dinner entertainment, so I showed them one of my mice, and recited a favourite poem by John Betjeman. One which combines themes of Church, Harvest and mice. It was very well received.
Wednesday 2 October 2024
Harvest Mouse!
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Thanks, Ang. I'd forgotten about that poem!
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ReplyDeleteOh my! What a delightful way of pointing at a truth... lovely turn of phrase.
ReplyDeleteI guess that's why he got to be the Poet Laureate
DeleteI guess that's why he got to be the Poet Laureate
DeleteThank you for sharing the poem. I enjoyed it very much. :)
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DeleteMy late father shared the church mouse’s feelings about people who came only to services like Christmas and Remembrance. Thanks for sharing the audio version of the poem-I hadn’t heard it read before.Catriona
ReplyDeleteI remember greeting a lady at the church door on the day of our Carol Service. "Are you a visitor here?" and she snapped back at me "NO, I come EVERY year!" (I nearly said 'most of these people come every WEEK" but decided against it)
DeleteBlogger seems to be constantly swallowing my comments on your blog. I'll try again. Can't see the video but I agree that a simple lunch means everyone can relax and enjoy your company! Kx
ReplyDeleteSorry about disappearing comments Kezzie. Poem is here: http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/john_betjeman/poems/786
DeleteWhat a splendid combination, one of your mice and an excellent humorous poem! I've heard of certain regular attenders known as not C of E, but "C and E". (Christmas and Easter).
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DeleteA lovely poem to share with others at a Harvest meal.
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