for better or worse we make the cover of the Timaru Herald

The reporter and photographer rolled up yesterday while we were doing lumberjack work ahead of next week’s orchard planting… we wonder if we wanted the publicity… but front page news we made!

You can see it here:

Please understand that the religious references were not made by us!


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A couple of old lovely gifts today… I’m in a things from yesteryear phase – an old working German coffee grinder, an old pair of shoe maker’s moulds for birthday (thanks Anne, thanks Josh), and an old church earlier in the year.  All fitting in nicely for little old me!

more shack work

the kitchen area with plywood walls installed!

the kitchen area with plywood walls installed!

We had a good go at the shack over the last couple of days.  On Saturday Anne and I got dropped off by a friend who was visiting her niece who lives nearby – that enabled us to strip the ceiling and wall linings in the spare bedroom and put insulation in and put some wallboards back.  Then on Sunday evening we went down again with our friends Geoff & Dale and we put ceiling panels in then lined some walls – especially in the living room behind the kitchen bench (pictured).  A lovely sunny day in what has been a dull wet week.  We also had visits from the carpet guy (who will cut the carpet we have salvaged from Christchurch and lay it), and the digger guy who will pull out some old and new stumps and rip the strips where the orchard will be planted in a few week’s time.  Another busy but lovely trip to Totara Valley!

the stripes in the grounds where the orchard will be planted

the stripes in the grounds where the orchard will be planted

Demolition Update

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Today the building is almost down – all that is left is the office level.  The demolition crew did what they could to respectfully demolish the roadside section with the concrete built-in cross on it.  The sequence of photographs below tell the story.  What’s left is going to be pulled down and carted away over the next week or so.  The principal machine operator is moving on to another site where his skills are now needed.  He has been consistently fantastic to deal with.
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crosses in the rubble

crosses at St Stephen's

crosses at St Stephen’s

There is not much left of the St Stephen’s Church building where I work… even the wooden cross up the front of the chancel (remains pictured above and on earlier blogs) has been removed and is currently stored in the front porch-way at our house.  Yet from the rafters today a cross hung – and around it through a combination of shadows other crosses appeared around it.
I am reminded of quote, part of which St Stephen’s has inscribed on a small plaque and was rescued from the building ahead of the demolition written by George MacLeod of Iona:

George MacLeod on Where Jesus Died

Only One Way Left (The Iona Community: 1956), p. 38.

The cross must be raised again at the centre of the marketplace as well as on the steeple of the church. I am claiming that Jesus was not crucified in a cathedral between two candles, but on a cross between two thieves; on the town garbage heap, at a crossroads so cosmopolitan they had to write His title in Hebrew, Latin, and Greek. At the kind of place where cynics talk smut, and thieves curse, and soldiers gamble, because that is where He died and that is what he died about and that is where church-people ought to be and what church-people should be about.