Only very occasionally can I be accused of being grumpy.
My cheerful smiling disposition is evident from most photographs.
Yesterday I was accused by three people of being grumpy.
Guilty, my Lord!
- Might be because I've lived in four different houses in 12 days.
- Might be because I painted two rooms with three coats of paint in 14 hours the day after moving into the house.
- Might be because as a lover of routine I ain't got one yet.
- Might be that I am missing Sheila who is a major grumpiness cure.
- Might be because despite the clock change the weather is still miserable.
- Might be because I am becoming a grumpy old man.
I think it's a combination of 1 to 5. Number 6 is impossible.
One of my favourite art forms is stained glass. The picture is from Bar-Hill Shared Church in Cambridge and i designed a tapestry of this some years ago. When I feel grumpy an image like this acts like a grumpiness evaporator – it reminds me that God's wonderful world is far too much fun, and has far too much beauty for grumpiness to be anything other than a transient aberration of spirit. Or so I hope. I'll do another blog post on this window – it is an ecumenical treasure.
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