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Though I am always in haste, I am never in a hurry…

John Wesley was scrupulously neat in his person and habits. I am not.

John Wesley’s sleeping(?) face…

Though I am always in haste, I am never in a hurry, I never undertake any more work than I can get through with perfect calmness of spirit.”

He did everything deliberately, because he had no time to spend in going over it again.  Wesley once said to Sammy, his brother youngest son, “…be punctual. Whenever I am to go to a place, the first thing I do is to get ready; then what time remains is all my own.”   His coachman was expected to be at the door exactly at the moment fixed.   If anything detained his carriage, Wesley would walk on till it overtook him.   Every minute, both of day and night, had its appointed work.   “Joshua, when I go to bed, I go to bed to sleep, and not to talk,”, was his rebuke to a young preacher who once shared his room and wished to steal some of Wesley’s precious moments of repose for conversation on some difficult problems.   To one who asked him how it was that he got through so much work in so short a time, he answered, “Brother, I do only one thing at a time, and I do it with all my might.” Courtesy ‘The Wesley Center Online’

So we’re off to Epworth where John Wesley was born in 1703.

As in many families at the time, Wesley’s parents gave their children their early education. He had a disciplined upbringing. They were taught to read as soon as they could walk and talk. They were expected to become proficient in Latin and Greek and to have learned major portions of the New Testament by heart. They were tested daily and interviewed singularly by their mother one evening each week for the purpose of intensive spiritual instruction.

In 1714, at age 11, Wesley was sent to the Charterhouse School in London where he lived the studious, methodical and religious life in which he had been trained at home.

Later at Oxford University, John became leader of the Oxford group his brother Charles had founded called ‘The Holy Club’ – derisively dubbed ‘Methodists’ by fellow students because of their methodical approach to study and devotion.

“Though I am always in haste, I am never in a hurry…” Wesley said.

For some more golden chestnuts from John Wesley check out my twitter feed (in between puffs, pants and sweaty pits!) on Saturday.

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It’s written that Solomon said “diligence leads to riches as surely as haste leads to poverty

Travelling, or indeed ‘being’, with a ‘mindful’ approach; mindful of ‘yourself’, mindful of ‘the space you inhabit’, mindful of ‘what you share’, and mindful of the ‘conflictus differentia’ that one encounters!  Travelling with ‘the traffic’ (a passenger?), is quite a different prospect to simply travelling.  Rediscover your heart beat! an ongoing, daily, or even hourly practice!

 

 

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a pilgrimage

PmushroomsBack in Feb 2012 I mentioned ‘pilgrimage’. Is there something in the human psyche which seeks fulfilment from… pilgrimage?

  • The biggest mass migration of people on the planet where two and a half million Muslims visit Mecca for the  Hajj.
  • Over 600,000 annually visit Graceland to worship at the shrine of Elvis Presley.
  • Our small group will ‘pilgrimage‘ to the birthplace of an influential disciplined methodical thinker and doer; John Wesley.

In 2002 John Wesley was listed at number 50 on the BBC’s list of the 100 Greatest Britons.

A pilgrimage need not be ‘a journey’, heaven forbid, this can be an overused escapist phrase. I have recently spent time during Advent and Lent attempting to reposition perspectives by refocusing and reflecting on ‘stuff’.

I understand pilgrimage to be: a specific move to a position outside the norm or to something significant – typically aiming for a place of importance central to or ‘at the heart of’ a person’s world view. A seeking to discover, understand or be healed? It would seem the idea of pilgrimage is a common human experience.

To venture outside of the norm…

I read books to discover? escape? understand?
I watch films to discover? escape? understand?
I listen to music to discover? escape? understand?
I sing and play music to discover? escape? understand?
I cycle to discover? escape? understand?
I surf the web to discover? escape? understand?
I imbibe festival and celebrations to discover? escape? understand?
I wander the countryside to discover? escape? understand?
I feed the birds and talk to my pets to discover? escape? understand?
I live to discover? escape? understand?

Most weekends we have a holiday “Holy Day” where we try to make an effort to do something to discover, escape, understand or experience something out of the ordinary.

Then again this might become the norm, to be constantly escaping to the void.

I wonder if a day cycling with strangers, aiming for the birthplace of an influential disciplined methodical thinker and doer John Wesley, might be a bit different?

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Syston – “there is a complete lack of places for young people in the evenings”

The act of riding a bike sometimes brings back vivid memories of childhood. Perhaps a bike was part of your earliest times venturing out seemingly alone.

As a teenager, as many others did, I earned my Duke of Edinburgh’s Award, and part of this saw a summer cycling and recording loops around Carn Brea in Cornwall to gain a ‘physical’ element of the award. No GPS, fancy gadgets or even cycle helmets in those days – it was all recorded on paper perhaps with the help of a 1980’s Casio f91.

I was recently again reminded of teenaged years when some kind soul posted a picture of me at that embarrassing age.

We were fortunate in Camborne to have a local youth club attached the local Methodist Church. At this point I have to applaud the patience and dedication of Angela and Bill Herring and Cheryl Wills among others. Also in Lanner our musical offerings and teenaged queries were entertained by members of the local Church; thank you to the Langfords, the Halls, the Pearces and others.

The experiences in and around those youth groups added elements to my worldview at the time. Biology and chemistry aside, the ideas and ‘stuff’ experienced in my teenaged years have challenged, informed and been a comfort in later years. OK it was only part of the rich experiment that is growing up, but there’s wisdom in SOME of them-there old truths.
I have to say the human ‘being there’, the kindness and the giving is one of the enduring memories!

Which brings me to what’s there for the current young people on our community.

In syston, it’s been reported that there is a complete lack of places for young people in the evenings”.

Syston Methodist Church is working, alongside others, for transformed lives & community in Syston. This Pilgrimage is to raise money to turn part of our buildings into a Community Hub, the first goal for the Community Hub is to be used as a Youth Cafe. The need in Syston is huge as there is a complete lack of places for young people in the evenings. They have some grants and are looking for more. However, they are still short of quite a few thousand pounds. Every donation will take it closer to their goal of providing a fantastic new resource for our community.

If you’ve ever valued any element of support from a group such as the above I wonder could you spare £1 or 2? I’m not as young as I was and 160+ miles is a long way to pedal a bike!

I’m hoping all of the past members of Camborne Wesley MAYC and Lanner ‘New Life’ might look back in fondness and send me a £1 – right guys?

Happy daze!

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It’s been 3 years… …and 9000+ miles

CalmDown…only 3 years …and 9000+ miles, and a lot’s changed.

It’s been 3 years since I got my Specialized Crosstrail Sport Disc 2011.

I’ve stopped religiously recording the miles but, I tallied:
3051 miles year one
3250 miles in year two
It follows that I’ve done about 3000+ this last year too.
The annual commute of 230 days x 14 miles = 3220 miles

Tracking rides: I initially used Cardio Trainer, then Endomondo served very well. Recently peer pressure has won out and and Strava gives me a buzz. I have recently been playing with the PleaseCycle app which is in initial roll-out and promises great developments. However Strava still tops my list for data-recording and mapping.

 

20130522-000304.jpgThe bike’s pretty much as it was this time last year except for treating myself to the Jones Bend H-Bar® 660 this February.

The new Jones Bars
The new Jones Bars

 

 

 

 

front_on_mountI have upgraded my cycle camera to a  Dogcam Bullet R+ from the ever helpful Martyn and the guys at  Dogcamsport.co.uk in Cornwall – more on that when I have time to put a post together.

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Tadpoles – week 6

An update… The tads moved out into the garden pond – which consists of a large old fish-tank in the corner of the garden. The tank has slopes for them to venture out when they are ready…  At week six, we have little lack legs on some of them – there must be about 100 survivors to-date.

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Bodmin Moor 100 years on…

You might have read before some of my paternal family history in Porthleven, well this weekend we also ventured up to North Cornwall to my maternal family’s stomping ground (and stomping is the word!). Mum’s family came from near Camelford.

Those of you watching Jamaica Inn and eagerly awaiting Poldark might be familiar with the scene. Here’s Great Grandfather to my mum Anne Richards nee Short: Richard Webber of Poldhu Farm, returning home from cutting peat on Roughtor Bodmin Moor Cornwall 1861-1943

Richard Webber of Poldhu Farm, Roughtor. Bodmin Moor, Cornwall 1861-1943
Richard Webber of Poldhu Farm, Roughtor. Bodmin Moor, Cornwall 1861-1943

And here’s us lot (Richards and Short) in the sameish spot, 100ish years on.

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We climbed Roughtor, almost the highest hill in Cornwall, quite a view:

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What Makes The Perfect Cornish Pasty? [INFOGRAPHIC] #Cornish #pasty

#Pasties – nicely done…

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Pasties from the homeland.

A Cornishman cannot survive on bread alone. An occasional supply of pasties from Kernow is needed to keep him sane.
OK ideally we make ‘um ourselves but even the Cornish buy ‘um from shops. Most buy tiddy oggies weekly.
I used to get batches sent up from warrensbakery.co.uk in Penzance and to be honest I enjoyed them but for some reason we stopped getting them.
Last year we started getting a supply from philpspasties.co.uk – Philps in Hayley is the pasty of choice for many a West-Cornishman or indeed Cornish Maid.
We have now been introduced to primabakeries.co.uk in Scorrier. OK ‘prima’ sounds like a cheap end of any market and does not ring of anything Cornish, but a closer look and all seems relatively ‘proper’.
Pleasantly surprised!

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Philps’ pasty on the left, Prima on the right.

With some of each in the freezer it was time for a direct comparison.
Ok it’s a subjective opinion but I do like a peppery pasty and Prima has a nice peppery buzz. Philps’ rarely have enough pepper.
(I like the pepper in the pasties from ‘Cornish Oven’ in Camborne)
The pastry on both is nice; Philps’ seems less flaky than Prima. Prima’s slightly more glazed than Philps’.
My one gripe I do have with the Hayle pasties is the meat is rarely spread evenly. It’s often in a clump, meaning you often end up eating a veggie pasty half way through. You can see this above.

Both are ansom but I have to say the new kids on the block are producing a fine pasty.
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Additional comment: 20th April
After a visit this week to Philps’ of Hayle, (350 miles is a long way to go) it seems my pastys by post experience above is not replicated by hot-from-the-shop pastys from their quayside bakery! Just the right amount of seasoning! AND meat spread evenly over the pasty! Bleady ansom! Well done philpspasties.co.uk – Philps!

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10 years

JEIt’s been 10 years – Thanks Em!

I’m not one for making a big deal of birthdays, anniversaries and “whatever” days but today is our 10th wedding anniversary and my wife Em deserves all the thanks, respect, appreciation and love that I can heap on her!

While Em’s glass is always at least half-full and often mine is half-empty, I do appreciate all that I’ve been blessed with and as my Gran often reminds me I try to “name them one by one”. 

The last 10 years have seen so much and we’ve done it together.  I would not have known any of it without you Em!

We started on a small remote island, “you and I, like the bluest of blue skies…” …and we’ve shared everything for 10 years together!

I won’t prattle on but I truly hope you know what I feel and think.

Happy Anniversary love, and here’s ‘happy days’ to the next 10!

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Tads Week 3 – an update

Just an update on the tads…

Week 1 , Week 2… and here they are week 3 – no legs yet…