Exam weeks

Speed has never killed anyone, suddenly becoming stationary... That's what gets you. ~Jeremy Clarkson

It's been exam time at school these past two weeks. An odd time, as there are no lessons and a school without children is rather like a car in a garage. You can get a lot of jobs done you've been meaning to get around to but it isn't really what it's for. Still, we're all beavering away on bits of paperwork and catching up in minutiae and trivia of varying import, and mostly recuperating from a long term and getting ready for the next session. All downhill from here, I'm told, with many more breaks than last semester. I can't quite believe we're halfway through; my how time flies when you're having fun. That looks set to continue with more skiing trips booked for the next few weekends to Castle Mountain, Revelstoke and Sunshine. Somewhere in there is also Superbowl Sunday, a great North American institution I am looking forward to spending at Roger's house (a colleague in the math dept). It's a very social game to watch as it takes a few hours, more than long enough for a couple of beers, and the frequent stops leave plenty of time for conversation. In my case the frequent stops allow plenty of time for someone to explain to the Englishman what the bloody hell is going on. I'm getting much more gridiron-savvy but I've still got a way to go with some of the rules. We'll be rooting for the New York Giants who seem to be the underdogs against the might of the New England Patriots.

We were at church last night for the Beta course, a kind of follow up course from the Alpha course which you may have heard of. It struck me that I rarely mention my Christianity on the blog and I'm not sure why, so I resolved to do so occasionally. We didn't do the Alpha course here, we were just helping with the catering but Vic and I did it together back at St Georges in Leeds a few years ago. I had only recently come back to my faith so it was a really useful time to meet some people at church and try to get my head around exactly what I believed. Vicky was and remains rather skeptical about God but came then as she does now with an open mind to ask the questions she still can't find answers to in the hope that whatever all we Christians are making a fuss about will suddenly become clear. She's waiting for God to switch her on and I'm not sure why he hasn't yet, but I persevere in faith hoping that he will. He's pretty good at guiding other parts of my life so I can only assume he's managing Vicky according to his own agenda.