An Ordinary-ate Day

Good to report nothing special, for once.  Just an ordinary Sunday for our Ordinariate Group in Southbourne.  Our 9.30 Mass had a few local parishioners join us, which is always good.  Then, because Fr Gerry, Parish Priest of Southbourne, is down with 'flu I had the opportunity of celebrating and preaching at the 11 am Mass too.  Lovely to have so many children and young families in the pretty full congregation.

From Church to the home of one of our Ordinariate couples, Martin and Mary.  They had invited members of the Group for a bring and share lunch — often, in England, called an 'American Lunch'.  I wonder what it is called Stateside?  It included a wonderful range of hot and cold dishes, and engendered just the merest shut-eye after it — and before Solemn Evensong and Benediction.

Blessed & Praised

There we were joined by the organist and some singers from one of the Anglican Churches in Bournemouth, and a few of the regulars at Our Lady Queen of Peace joined the Ordinariate too, so it was a very good event.  For the occasion we move the freestanding central altar aside.  The Tabernacle takes up most of the former High Altar (it used to stand behind it on a gradine) so we had to improvise a throne for the Monstrance — but it worked pretty well.

Eventually we reached home around 5.30pm, me a little tired on this eve of my natal day having set out around 8.30am.

Then today we gave ourselves a treat and went to Kingston Lacy, a great National Trust estate in Dorset, to view the snowdrops.  I thought you should not be denied a vew of the Jolly Green Giant — the tree, that is.  Unlike most of England we have escaped the latest snowfall ("three inch drifts: Heathrow aircraft grounded…") and the day was lovely, if a bit misty.  The snowdrops made up for the lack of snow.  Here is a clump of them almost lifesize against the bole of an ancient Yew.

Author: Fr. Edwin Barnes

Bishop Barnes read theology for three years at Oxford before finishing his studies at Cuddesdon College (at the time a theological college with a rather monastic character). He subsequently served two urban curacies in Portsmouth and Woking. During his first curacy, and after the statutory three years of celibacy, he married his wife Jane (with whom he has two children, Nicola and Matthew). In 1967, Bishop Barnes received his first incumbency as Rector of Farncombe in the Diocese of Guildford. After eleven years, the family moved to Hessle, in the Diocese of York, for another nine years as vicar. In 1987, he became Principal of St Stephen’s House, Oxford. In 1995, he was asked by then Archbishop of Canterbury, George Carey, to become the second PEV for the Province. He was based in St. Alban’s and charged with ministering to faithful Anglo-Catholics spread over the length of Southern England, from the Humber Estuary to the Channel Islands. After six years of service as a PEV, Bishop Barnes retired to Lymington on the south coast where he holds the Bishop of Winchester’s license as an honorary assistant bishop. On the retirement of the late and much lamented Bishop Eric Kemp, he was honored to be asked to succeed him as President of the Church Union. Both these appointments he resigned on becoming a Catholic in 2010. Fr. Barnes is now a priest of the Personal Ordinariate of Our Lady of Walsingham, caring for an Ordinariate Group in Southbourne, Bournemouth.

8 thoughts on “An Ordinary-ate Day”

  1. Fr. Barnes said:

    In Pennsylvania, we call this type of an affair a “pot luck” dinner.

    This reminds me of a visit to The Netherlands, where the hotel was having “American Night” in the restaurant. Lots of corn-on-the-cob, hamburgers, hot dogs, and a dressing for the salad called “American Dressing.” We don't have American Dressing here in America, so I was curious and tasted some. It tasted familiar, but here we call it Russian Dressing. Go figure!

    1. In addition to "pot luck" dinner, "covered dish" dinner is also fairly common presumably because people are expected to bring a casserole or other food in a covered dish. The types of foods vary by region, time of year, whether eaten indoors or out, etc.

  2. Sorry. Obviously, something went wrong with the formatting of my post. It should have begun:

    Fr. Barnes wrote: …a bring and share lunch—often, in England, called an ‘American Lunch’. I wonder what it is called Stateside?

  3. In what a certain dominant software company persists in calling "British" English, an invitation to dine "pot luck" is not an invitation to bring food, merely a warning not to expect a specially elaborate feast.

    A "Bring and Share" event is something which might almost be said to be part of Anglican Patrimony just as "fellowship" is often a euphemism for drinks in the pub after the service.

  4. The etymologist in me wonders if there is a connection in the American phrase with the Pacific North-West Indians 'Potlach', where people compete on the lavishness of the gifts they bring. The English expression refers to taking the luck of the pot, i.e. eating whatever happens to be cooking, or perhaps from a stew of odds and ends taking whatever comes out of the pot and is dished up on your plate. But perhaps I digress.

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