I'm in Wales. It's been three weeks since I left England.
Five days since it didn't rain. (Oh man I miss that film). Obviously I know why I'm in Wales (
Christian nonsense), but it still feels weird that I'm here and not anywhere else. I live in Llanelli (To say 'll', open your mouth, touch the tip of your tongue to the back of your upper incisors and breath heavily. It reminds me a bit of a
certain snake from my childhood) but I'm currently in Swansea, at the Caer Las (blue grass?) Connect project, which is all about giving the socially excluded somewhere to hang out. I fit in pretty well with the people here.
I have growing love for this
Gangam nonsense. Part of me wants to hate on it, but that part of me is a massive hipster. Something can be popular and amusing. Especially a middle-aged Chinaman doing a dance. (I am aware that Chinaman is not a good way to describe 'Psy', who is Korean. Also probably not great for Chinese people either.)
All the people in Wales are great. Well, all the ones that I have met. Especially my fellow trainees. Good age, culture and gender range. Good bunch.
Grood news: The youth group I'm placed with here have NERF fights every first Friday of the month. I told my mother this, and we both recollected with fondness the night before I left for Wales, when she found a NERF gun in my bag and asked me if I was sure I really needed it. I told her you never know when you might need a NERF gun. There was a brilliant moment when the pastor was explaining what a NERF gun was to Miss Legarde (resident French girl), and I was able to pull one from my bag and show her. He was clearly impressed by my gift of prophetic foreknowledge.
I have adopted a cuddly pig that I found outside covered in mud. Her name, as stated on her label, is Petaluma. She has been kidnapped. Again. As lovely as they are, the people on my course have a fascination with sadistic japery.
There's a man who comes here every Thursday and tells us good things from the Bible. It's fascinating and very tangent orientated. This week we looked at how Noah got drunk and naked, Abraham pimped out his wife and slept with his maid servant (
which started Islam) and basically everyone else in the Bible is as bad (for the sake of clarity, this excludes Jesus). It was about how God never used good people (there aren't any), but used people who had faith in him. When asked to summarise the session, a girl on our course said 'It was about Jesus preaching to Noah in Hell.' That was based on a
trippy verse in 1 Peter which some people think means Jesus preached in Hell while he was buried, but some people (who I agree with) think that Noah was preaching the gospel of Christ through his Spirit in the days of the Ark. It was a pretty wild ride that jumped across both testaments with great frequency. Good stuff. Also, if you want to be less stupid and know more about the Bible, but can't be bothered to read it (understandable), invest in a copy of '
God's big picture' by Vaughn Roberts.
I have been making four minute microwave sponge cakes. This means that everyone is my friend.
