"Quakerism is queer and vibrant and colourful" says the lead story in "The Friend" and my first thought was, "By God, that would be good." But I've been reflecting this morning and reviewing the Quakers I know- here and elsewhere along the South Coast- and surprising myself with the number of us who are poets, painters, musicians or practitioners of other crafts. Three of us at Eastbourne used to be Wiccans, M over there in the corner followed the hippy trail to Katmandu, M ran an international talent agency and knew Kubrick and knows Elton John- and the visiting attender from Brighton, whom I met for the first time yesterday, was active on the London folk scene in the late 60s.
We look like a bunch of coffin-dodgers but actually we're pretty funky.
Still we could do with the younger generation showing up.
And actually we had three young(er) women come through the door yesterday and give every indication that they'll be coming again. Hooray! Quakerism is a sweet idea and it would be nice if it carried on for a little bit longer.
We look like a bunch of coffin-dodgers but actually we're pretty funky.
Still we could do with the younger generation showing up.
And actually we had three young(er) women come through the door yesterday and give every indication that they'll be coming again. Hooray! Quakerism is a sweet idea and it would be nice if it carried on for a little bit longer.