Well, in the spirit of the age, I thought when I became President I should keep a blog. The eagle eyed of you will realise that I am not in fact President yet. Behold the usurper! Here I come a-usurping, among the blogs so green…
I’m reminded of my good friend Mary who once decided she would like to read the Bible in a year. But knowing her own fallibility and the busyness of modern life, she started in September of the preceding year, to give herself a few months’ head start. Since I’m on holiday for the first week of my Presidency, I thought I’d do the same.
If you want this blog to be full of sound advice and profound thoughts, you may be out of luck. It’s a little bit of what’s inside my head at any one time, and as they frequently say here in snowy Scotland, ma heid is mince.
Why the TARDIS? Well I’ve started the whole Doctor Who thing in my ‘Meet the Pres’ article; I thought you would expect it. This evening in fact I was watching an episode of ‘Warriors of the Deep’, which pits Peter Davison’s Doctor, Tegan (fashion victim) and Turlough (fashionably sullen) against the Silurians, Sea Devils and the Myrka. It also features a great pseudo-librarian moment - how not to do student induction - monotonous chant of “There-will-now-be-a-short-orientation”. I once witnessed a librarian presenting in excatly the same style. I won’t tell you where and it certainly wasn’t any of my employers.
I have a weakness for ranting. So much so that at work I have been limited to one rant a day, to be over by 09.10. Today was Tesco day, and I have to ask… dental floss harps: why…? What next? Beard trimming bassoons? Cuticle removing cellos? Where’s Eddie Izzard when you need him?
I have actually done some CDG work today, in between day job, church and shopping. I’m organising a Revalidation event for Scotland - the first one under CDG auspices at least. Had some expressions of interest already. Exciting. And I’ve been printing labels to send out my Presidential reception invites. So many great people I know, and so many I look forward to meeting.
At the joint churches’ Good Friday service tonight I was struck again by the good relationships and sense of fellowship between members of our five very different local churches. It reminds me a bit of the CDG vibe, meeting folk from different sectors, senior managers, students, frontline staff, backroom staff… none of the distionctions matter, we’re all people, we’re part of a single community and we connect.
But it’s high time I gave the fingerbones a wee rest and poured myself a drink.
