New user? Register here:
Email Address:
Retype Password:
First Name:
Last Name:
Existing user? Login here:
Comment >

Word from Wormingford

  wormy from standingRonald Blythe sniffs our mortal remains

THE ASCENSION, and the may full out, heady and sumptuous. Unending birdsong. Long ago, there was l’Ascension at Vézelay, when I strode up the steep street to the basilica to squeeze myself into the happy tumult, the bells rocking, the swallows diving, the organ crashing, the carved faces saying, "It is always like this at Vézelay on Ascension Day."

It is not quite the same at Little Horkesley, but the enormous wooden knight and his two wives are stylistically similar to the saints and ordinary folk who thronged above me in Burgundy, and are a reminder of the common grandeur that earth and heaven possessed then. Life may have been short, but it was quite something!

A great Christ in judgement swirls above us all, but his movement includes blessing, and the Magdalene, to whom Vézelay is dedicated, hasn’t entirely lost her old inviting smile. Outside there is the smell of new bread, and of old rooms when doors and windows are flung wide on a hot day. This present tense, because "travel" has a way of escaping from one’s past and becoming the "now".

And talking of stuffy interiors’ being given an airing, there is an inescapable whiff of mortality in the farmhouse. At first, I dismiss it with one of those air fresheners that guarantee that I will dwell in pot-pourri all the days of my life. But all that the freshener does is to stabilise the disturbing smell — to give it body, as it were. So for a day or two I live with it. It causes me to think of dead farmers laid out in the parlour, and, for our ancestors, the familiarity of decay — although I always leave out Job’s skin-worms realism when I take a funeral, hardly knowing how to say such things these days.

But — to return to what does not go away at ancient Bottengoms Farm, to what in fact gets worse and worse. It has to be explained that May is the month for breaking and entering, and for getting trapped. Birds do not fly into one end of the banqueting hall and out at the other like Bede’s sparrow: they somehow get into the bedroom and cannot get out. Kitty out of great kindness brings me a mouse, lays it at my feet, and then strolls off. The mouse speeds away, and might well share the study with me for days.

Harold’s bees buzz in the double glazing, and must be rescued. Little feet are heard overhead, and they could be a squirrel’s. Magnificent hornets zoom around like World War II bombers, and friends have to be freed from terror. Thus, reminding myself of all these guests, I take the huge log pile by the bread oven down — and there it is, a dead rabbit doing what we all do if we do not go to the crematorium, as Job reminds us.

The poet John Donne, too, could not let such things rest. The horror of them overwhelmed the naturalness of them. Much better the poet Edward FitzGerald, who saw our dust as fertiliser for roses, and our last offensiveness as a personal gift for a scented garden. The rabbit was buried without words where the old barn stood, while the white cat looked on, say-ing — I thought — "Waste not, want not."

The Rogation was lovely. Thirty children, 30 grown-ups, 20 cows. The latter liked our "asking" prayers, but rushed off when we began to sing. We beat no bounds, just straggled happily behind the cross. It glittered in the sunshine. Ask, and it shall be given. What more can one ask? No, we may

not process into her orchard, says its owner. "I’ve hung the washing out."

Job of the week


North West

Central Calder Mission Community Carlisle Diocese Full-Time Post Crosslacon: Cleator, Cleator Moor, Frizington and Arlecdon Central Calder Mission Community Do you care about those on the edg...  Read More

Signup for job alerts
Top feature

Exporting the Brompton Way

Exporting the Brompton Way

An HTB church-plant is now widely expected when a well-situated urban church’s numbers are low. Madeleine Davies investigates the phenomenon  Read More

Top comment

The unexpected value of colouring a pirate face

Ministry is about much more than time-sheets, says Claire Jones  Read More

Thu 27 Apr 17 @ 10:59
Security in churches tightened as ‘resilient’ Copts hold Easter services

Thu 27 Apr 17 @ 10:58
RT @huwbbc@ChurchTimes It will be interesting to see the reaction. Jeffrey John, extremely able (and a Welsh speaker, after a…