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Towards the start of the month, Linus mentioned that he was about to post a guest blog on somebody called Laura Anne’s Community Blog Party wherein throughout the merry month of September, various bloggers and internet-types would give their ideas on community and so forth. He also recommended reading the rest of her stuff.

This I did, and being a curious character, asked if she had enough guest posts to see her through the month – offering my Party Ring (three very short stories set outside, inside, before, during and after the party of your lifetime). Sadly, this exceeded the required length quite considerably. So I bodged something together and the results can now (or at least, from Monday morning) be seen here.

In other news, I have been asked to come up with “Something about faith/church/modern world/whatever.” to join the hallowed pages over at Changing Worship. It’s due for submission on Wednesday, so any ideas will be much appreciated.

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Entirely True Trouser Related Disasters

Bee stung lips?

On the way to work this morning, I felt a sharp, hot, stabbing pain in the flesh besides my right knee. At first I thought it was just a bad example of a hair getting caught in the trouser material, but upon further investigation (I stopped and rolled up the trousers when a jiggle provided no relief) I felt a similar pain on the edge of my left buttock. With my lightning reflexes, I pinched the trousers where the pain occurred, shook the trouser leg and out dropped a wasp, ripe for the stamping on.

The rest of the journey was somewhat uncomfortable as the second sting is right where sitting down produces the most pressure.

As I arrived at the station with mere minutes until I was due at work I texted my boss with the following message:

I’m going to be about ten minutes late this morning – I got stung on the arse by a wasp and need to get cream from the chemist’s.

In response I received typed laughter and the affirmation that I had submitted the best excuse for lateness ever.

I now have ointment but it’s not helping much.

Here endeth the story of my painful encounter with nature in an urban setting.