Mississippi Goddam!

 I dreamed my father had a time machine and he and I travelled to a grassy field that sloped up to a grand looking building.  "Where do you think we are?"" he asked. "Somewhere in the American Mid-West," I said. "No" he said, "This is Mississippi" . The building we were heading for turned out to be a restaurant with people dining in the cellar. "Mississippi Goddam!" I said. Outside the building an undercover journalist who was trying to pass as white had fallen foul of some racists- all of them dressed for the mid 20th century- and an unpleasant incident was about to kick off..... 

A Library Of World Religions And Spirituality

 I started moving Mari's books out of boxes and bags onto bookshelves yesterday afternoon, gave up when my back had had enough and went back this morning to finish the job. The Eastbourne Meeting House now possesses a library of "World Religions and Spirituality". I wanted to get it sorted in time for Sunday worship. Most of our folk, I imagine, will think, "Well, I'm not reading any of those..." but I think I know one or two who will be pleased. 

The books are arranged as they came to hand, so all higgledy-piggledy. Ordering and cataloguing will have to wait for another day. The library has strong holdings in Buddhism and Hinduism and smaller ones in Judaism and Islam. There are some Bahai writings and- we're not going to censor ourselves- even a Book of Mormon....