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And did those feet in ancient time
[Poll #202411]
Sorry - cutting this to encourage you to answer the poll before you see why I've written that.
That poll was inspired by an editorial in last week's Telegraph, where it was argued that we're losing the social bonds we once had though all knowing the same hymns, regardless of social class or age.
FWIW I think it's a shame that fewer people know the classics - the Telegraph item mentioned nearly all of my favourite hymns - Jerusalem - the one I've used above, I vow to thee my country, Eternal Father strong to save, Abide with me 'where is death's sting'....'ills have no weight and tears no bitterness.' - those excerpts from that one were very powerful for me in my first term in Oxford when I was feeling quite homesick.
I don't quite buy the line that this is so important as a form of social bonding - but I can see how life would be hard for someone who didn't know those hymns/had never been in a Church and was then invited to a wedding. It's not so much religion as an being just one of those things everyone knows (or ought to know) - like how to pass the port, and tie a bow tie.... that can leave one feeling quite awkward if one doesn't know the protocol.
Dinner last night was good -![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
chocaholic7 and another friend of mine, C, came around. I'd never met chocaholic7 before, and they'd never met each other before, and I was a little unsure of how we'd get on - but it worked brilliantly. They got so into things, I could barely get a word in edgeways;-)
I don't think I've laughed so much for months. The pair of them give new meaning to the term double entendre. Poor Prince Charles, we were merciless in our humour;-( (Hint, google is your friend, if you don't know what I'm talking about - a rant about how the internet makes a mockery of interlocutory injunctions will have to wait). C has joined the club of being able to reduce me to tears of hysterical laughter with very little effort at all. He's also been taking lessons in 'reading Karen's facial expressions';-) - my face is like an open book, I've never really learnt how to conceal my feelings, but never mind.
I am very glad I was only feeding three and not eight though!
Sorry - cutting this to encourage you to answer the poll before you see why I've written that.
That poll was inspired by an editorial in last week's Telegraph, where it was argued that we're losing the social bonds we once had though all knowing the same hymns, regardless of social class or age.
FWIW I think it's a shame that fewer people know the classics - the Telegraph item mentioned nearly all of my favourite hymns - Jerusalem - the one I've used above, I vow to thee my country, Eternal Father strong to save, Abide with me 'where is death's sting'....'ills have no weight and tears no bitterness.' - those excerpts from that one were very powerful for me in my first term in Oxford when I was feeling quite homesick.
I don't quite buy the line that this is so important as a form of social bonding - but I can see how life would be hard for someone who didn't know those hymns/had never been in a Church and was then invited to a wedding. It's not so much religion as an being just one of those things everyone knows (or ought to know) - like how to pass the port, and tie a bow tie.... that can leave one feeling quite awkward if one doesn't know the protocol.
Dinner last night was good -
chocaholic7 and another friend of mine, C, came around. I'd never met chocaholic7 before, and they'd never met each other before, and I was a little unsure of how we'd get on - but it worked brilliantly. They got so into things, I could barely get a word in edgeways;-) I don't think I've laughed so much for months. The pair of them give new meaning to the term double entendre. Poor Prince Charles, we were merciless in our humour;-( (Hint, google is your friend, if you don't know what I'm talking about - a rant about how the internet makes a mockery of interlocutory injunctions will have to wait). C has joined the club of being able to reduce me to tears of hysterical laughter with very little effort at all. He's also been taking lessons in 'reading Karen's facial expressions';-) - my face is like an open book, I've never really learnt how to conceal my feelings, but never mind.
I am very glad I was only feeding three and not eight though!