Falcon Lodge Chapel

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Chapter 157 [day 277]:  Sunday 20 December





Good afternoon everyone


This morning we held what will be the last Chapel service for 2020 until we are able to meet together again in 2021. In more normal times, today would have been our carol services – Family Carol service in the morning followed by a Carols by Candlelight in the early evening.


Today’s recording includes carols recorded at previous Chapel services as well as several other videos.

Here’s the link >>> 



During the week, Marilyn sent me the following poem for Lockdown by Max Boyce, the Welsh comedian and entertainer. (Remember, you’ll need to read it in a broad Welsh accent, something like Nessa or Bryn from Gavin and Stacey!)


When just the tide went out

by Max Boyce


Last night as I lay sleeping, when dreams came fast to me,

I dreamt I saw Jerusalem beside a timeless sea.

And one dream I'll remember, as the stars began to fall,

was Banksy painting Alun Wyn on my neighbour’s garage wall.


And dreams like that sustain me till these darkest times have passed,

and chase away the shadows no caring night should cast.

But times like this can shine a light, as hardship often can,

to see the best in people and the good there is in man.


And I remember Swansea with nobody about

the shops were closed on Sunday and just the tide went out.


And I remember Mumbles with the harbour in it keep

and the fishing boats at anchor, that trawl the waters deep.

And I heard the sea birds calling, as the gulls all wheeled about,

but all the town was sleeping now and just the tide went out.


And when these days are over and memories remain,

when children painted rainbows and the sun shone through the rain

and the doctors and the nurses, who stretchered all the pain,

and I hope the carers never see a time like this again.


And I prayed last week for Boris, who knocked on heaven’s door,

and I thought of voting Tory which I've never done before.

And though the sun is shining, I've no immediate plans,

so I'll write a book on ‘Staying in’ and ‘Ways to wash your hands’.


And now more days of lockdown, more weeks of staying in,

I'm running out of vodka and I've started on the gin,

and my neighbours are complaining, I've heard them scream and shout,

with the sound the bins are making when I take my empties out.


And when all this is over and our fragile world survives

and I hope that God is caring now for the ones who gave their lives.

And I pray we’ll find an answer for my faith is cast in doubt,

and God draws back the heavens and all the stars come out.


And I'll remember mornings with nobody about,

when the shops were closed like Sunday, and just the tide went out.



If the skies are clear tomorrow night, remember to look to the South West night sky and see if you can spot Jupiter and Saturn aligned for the first time in many centuries in what astronomers believe to be the same alignment as the star of Bethlehem.


We’ll be in touch again with Christmas greetings in the week – remember to stay safe

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