
I learned yesterday that today is Pentecost. This information came from in an advert from a persistent Audio software company (Audials) from Germany. Ah that's Whit Sunday then thinks I.
I treated myself to BBC Radio 4 this morning as a change from endless idiots phoning into LBC. There was much coverage of Pentecost - and then a long spiel from Howard Jacobson which was brilliant, but referring to Eric Gill took 15 minutes to say "Love the art even if you hate the artist".
When the day of Pentecost came, they were all together in one place. 2 Suddenly a sound like the blowing of a violent wind came from heaven and filled the whole house where they were sitting. 3 They saw what seemed to be tongues of fire that separated and came to rest on each of them. 4 All of them were filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in other tongues[a] as the Spirit enabled them.
Someone said the language thing was due to too much 'new wine'.

This is the sort of thing that comes to mind for Whit week - Whit walks
I think I prefer that to its more modern equivalent Oldham Shia Jaloos
PS I've got this on my phone Italian Whit walks
All a bit incongruous - I love the bands, and the words are stuck in my mind.
The minstrel boy to the war has gone - in the ranks of death you'll find him.
When Malachy wore the collar of gold that he won from the proud invader.
Faith of our fathers holy faith - we will be true to thee til death. . .
I think we were mildy brain washed.

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10.00 pm PS Spooky time again - Howard Jacobson is on BBC 2. Programme about Germaine Greer, Barry Humphries, and Clive James.
The lad from Prestwich gets around - and is rather clever.
