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Daisy and Quicker, our new pet ducks. Pet rabbits in the background.

Roses on our garden wall

Very interesting talk in small group on Chinese religion and culture. Lots I didn’t know. Duty and devotion to parents is one of the strongest held Chinese cultural values, followed by a kind of pragmatism that values things which work, such as success. When you present the Gospel to an ethnic Chinese person, a frequent early question will be, “What can it do for me?” though this might be put in code.

.Zoe has been going from one sleepover to another ever since her GCSEs and wonders if she’s “broken” Hmm…Today,the sweet sounds of Midsummer Night’s Dream and Romeo and Juliet are filling the house as both girls have their Trinity Guildhall Speech and Drama exams tomorrow. Can’t wait to see their performances.

A nice, though very warm day. Enjoyed Blenheim Palace Gardens with the girls. Zoe’s back from her Lake District trip with friends, and it’s been the first time since those GCSEs started that we’ve been able to go out and relax as a family. The Secret Garden is Blenheim is looking lovely, though the hostas are a bit slug-eaten. C’est la vie!

750,000 public servants are on strike today in Britain. I love to know who voted for the Tories; there seems to be universal disapprobation of their policies. I supported Brown, but I really, really admire Cameron & Osborne’s attempts to balance the budget. A household whose non-mortgage debt is 80% of its GDP (as Britain’s is) is headed for disaster–and so is a nation. The UK needs to cut its debt before it morphs into Greece.

Irene, “My friend A has inherited a chalet in Switzerland.” Me well, “Oh, who knows, if you work hard & want to, you could buy one.” She, disdainfully, “I don’t want a chalet in Switzerland !” then wistfully, “I would love a laptop, though.” Me, “NO, No, No!” A running battle! She has a desktop to herself in the living room, but yearns for a laptop. But she’s just 12, and given social media today, it’s definitely NO for now. Can’t have a tween disappearing into the internet.

Just last month Irene had a big sleepover in tents in our orchard. Now she wants another. Roy says that sleepovers are one of childhood’s most magical memories–& everyone loves coming to hers with hide & seek in the dark, roasting marshmallows, making candy floss, chocolate fountains etc. Except Roy, I & Zoe don’t sleep much with giggling girls. So tell me, are sleepovers really a magical childhood memory? Should I?

Grrr. What’s wrong with me? I have been fighting off 4 colds this week, extinguishing them just for another one to reappear. Allergies? Change of season? Or…? Okay, fruit, and chicken and onion soup then.

Summer garden joys–Irene bouncing in the sprinkler, in her swimsuit, listening to her iPod, wrapped in multiple layers of bubble wrap. Will it survive? Let’s see. Realizing how sharp Jake’s olfactory senses are compared to mine. He drops his yellow-green tennis ball amid clumps of plants, and looks at me as if I’m daft when I can’t smell it. Black crumbly compost I’ve made myself. Smells good!

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Anita Mathias says

July 4, 2011 at 7:46 am

“Blush”. Welcome back, Mary. Excellent piece on Bachmann. It give me a different perspective on her!
marywperry009 says

July 4, 2011 at 1:35 am

Ahhh, I'm back reading. It's so refreshing to sit down and soak in your thoughts and grace, and beauty. Where have I been?