Time to Get Stuck In Again...

I was having lunch recently at my friend NormalForNorfolk's (NFN hereafter) house. I said 'oh, this couscous is really nice, very tasty'. I'm sure I didn't mean to sound so surprised, but when I lived with her for a year she didn't cook, except to make what was by all accounts a very tasty shepherd's pie and a not quite so tasty vegetarian shepherd's pie. I'm sure most people will probably think it's because it's vegetarian that it wasn't tasty. Anyway, she replied 'well you should like it, it's your recipe, I got it off your blog'. Then we got started on why I don't have my blog anymore...yardy yardy yar.


I started this blog 2 years ago during Lent as a kind of faith diary. I love the book Kitchen Blues by Rabbi Lionel Blue. The book is a collection of essays about his life in London and each essay finishes with a recipe. The essays are anecdotal encounters with the Almighty, describing how dear Rabbi Blue finds God in his chaotic life in the East End of London. My favourite is entitled Finding Love on the Central Line. If you've ever taken the central line during rush hour you will understand. In fact, if you've ever travelled on the tube in rush hour, you'll understand. I've been looking at Rabbi Blue spiritual writings for a while. I find his perspective interesting and suitably centre left leaning. He is a reformed Rabbi and was the first gay rabbi in England. He's very open minded and his take on life seems to be about finding God in other people - which to me is the essence of Christianty. Why have Christ otherwise. But, then ever since I was a little girl walking past our local synagogue I've had this fascination with Jews. I have a few Catholic girl friends who share my interest in Judaism. You don't get Mary or the saints, but there seems enough ceremony (smells and bells) to suit Catholic spiritual tastes.


So I started this blog and about a year ago I deleted it. Which I now feel quite sad about. There's a lot of memories that I deleted in one foul swoop of my mouse. My memories of living in the Catholic Chaplaincy in London. Of our parties and barbecues. Of my Bible Study group. Of dating my ex. Of friends who have since up and moved around the globe. And, I'm ashamed to admit this, but I deleted it for two very bad reasons. The first was that my ex didn't feel comfortable about me writing about our relationship, which I guess is fair enough. But I don't think you can really edit out one area of your life. The second was that I didn't want people at law school to get hold of it and think I was a crazy Christian. Now, that really is bad. Sorry!

I'm going to try and write a bit. If I find I don't have time or anything go to say, then maybe I'll wield my mouse once again over the delete button...