It's funny when you start thinking back to previous church things, and begin to remember small things that don't really warrant a full post. I figured i'd cram some in this week.
The BB (Boys Brigade) parade, when there's always 'that' Anchor boy at the Church, who wets his jocks and stinks the place out for the duration of the service.
The annoying child who, every week makes noise during the sermon and the right, honerable, good, reverend, doctor, minister has to ask the kids dad to wake him up because the noise is actually loud snoring (this was me as a child).
At Youth Club one fateful night, I was standing with arms outstretched against the huge wooden dart board board thingy and Wilky was throwing the darts around me. Peter, another leader walked up, and taking a dart, threw it. Whether he aimed or not, i'm not sure but looking down the dart was sticking out of my stomach.
Fortunately it had struck my belt and though creating a new hole if ever i lost weight, it didn't puncture me!
A fella (i'll not name him) was doing the reading at a children's service when, overcome by nerves he begaan to laugh. Uncontrollably laugh, you know the type i mean, the one when you keep biting your cheeks, apologize only to have it burst forth like water from a dam.
Well, this went on for an age, untill his dad, stood up from his seat, marched down and grabbed his sons hand. After leaving the main sanctuary the sound of 'Wallop' and 'Aaagh' filled the church before the young man returned sheepishly behind his father to take his seat.
(Not that funny, but highly weird)
After Church, as children, and as our parents stood chatting, we would run and hurdle the hedges along the front of the Church. Usually this would result in someone landing in one of the hedges, damaging it and going home in tears. But from ages 5 - 20 this is a fun way to spend the post-church minutes before climbing in the car and heading home for dinner.
As i wrote this one, it occured to me that parents would give off stink if the sermon lasted longer than 30mins because the roast in the oven would be overdone. Yet there was always time for that 'half hour' of gossip at the end. Weird!!!
The hymn book of about 860 hymns could easily have been edited down to 20. Since this was about the number of hymns that were actually used. About 19 of these were penned by the Wesley bro's.
[What a loyal methodist Church we were]