God is specially good on Tuesdays

Rabit got house.

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About Gareth Thomas

A fairly mixed career starting as an aircraft technician and later Franciscan friar eventually led into secondary school teaching. I settled in Spain where I teach Geography part-time and spend the rest of my time looking after the needs of four donkeys in a remote location in the mountains in the Costa Blanca. I have two blogs: a geography blog and a donkey blog.
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8 Responses to God is specially good on Tuesdays

  1. cherry says:

    Cher Frere Lapin! I have been following your progress from France into Spain and the new surroundings – so pleased to read you have got a nice stable and nosebag – hoorah!
    Am truly pleased for you – may it be a place St Francis would be comfortable in residing!
    Yes God is SO good,..and by the way – perhaps St Thomas a Beckett is interceding for you since all the major events of his life happened on a Tuesday – including the Soup Run he established here in Canterbury on Tuesday nights 900 years ago! Every good wish and blessing – lucky old thing !Cerise

  2. Frere Rabit says:

    Cherry thank you! I could not have imagined anything like this, when we met in Canterbury the day I went back to collect all my possessions and found my room had been burgled, adding the last insult to my experience of England! Everything has gone so completely the other way, and it is as if the long trial – which dragged me down to a depth I have never experienced before – has prepared me for the humility of accepting that all this – NOW – is pure gift.

    Can you write something for CP&S on Thomas a Becket’s soup run (please!!!) Was there a soup dragon involved? (This is a ‘Clangers’ reference, for those of you who are of a younger generation and never saw the soup dragon.)

    Again, my gratitude and fond regards, Cerise!

    Le lapin fou

  3. Barbara says:

    St.James looks after his pilgrims. Especialy pilgrims with donkeys.

  4. Frere Rabit says:

    Wot a nice Saint James. You would have been amused by the rabit piligrimin’s behaviour this evening Barbara. I went down to the house to look at it, now I know it is mine, and spent a brief few minutes, switching on the fridge, checking the water had been delivered (a lorry load of water emptied into the cisterna), and counting how many light bulbs the last tenants had removed (on their way back to England!), and it was more than half of them. Thanks. That all took about half an hour.

    I spent the next hour looking at the fields, seeing where the algaroba beans are for donkey feed, which terraces are best for grazing, where is the best place to build a donkey shelter, and checking to see if the path to the village is safe for delicate donkey hooves… The property is much more planned for the future welfare of a pair of – yet unknown – donkey tenants than it is for me. It would have been far more convenient to get a flat in the village of Finestrat, that now takes me twenty five minutes to walk to, on a steep path into the ravine and up the other side, or a similar time to cycle twice the distance on the winding road.

    I am rather pleased to be planning a life of complete inconvenience and absurd impracticality around two animals that I have yet to meet!

  5. joyfulpapist says:

    God’s blessings on your new house, and on your new donkeys, Frere Rabit.

    St Anthony of Padua, patron of one of the two churches in my parish, is also the patron saint of donkeys (apparently once, when he held the Blessed Sacrament above his head, a passing donkey dropped to its knees, causing its rider to convert).

  6. Toad says:

    Congrats! Now your troubles are really beginning! Time to learn a whole new set of albanil swear words!

  7. Frere Rabit says:

    You rood Toad. Rabits is polite and not norty, so doesn’t do the rood swearin. Buggroff.

  8. Frere Rabit says:

    Thanks, Joyful! I had no idea that St Anthony of Padua was the patron of donkeys. You may be interested to know that this vaguely connects with what I will offer on the Syrian origins of the San Damiano Crucifix in a little while.

    I spent a night in Saint Anthony’s cave on the holy mountain of Monteluco three years ago. I was there to research the Syrian origins of the San Damiano Crucifix, but chanced upon the cave where it is reputed that St Anthony of Padua spent some time as a hermit. It was barred with a metal grating, but the padlock was missing, so I spent the night in there. The saints did not choose their places of solitude and prayer at random, and that one brief night remains a powerful memory of yet one more place where the veil between this world and another one is just rippling in the breeze, and you are half in your own time and half in eternity.

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