sassa frassa rassa university!

So, the person who can fix the glitch isn't in today and "might" be in tomorrow.

Hurrah for my supervisor who said 'well, we'll just have to extend your deadline then' - thank goodness for a teeny bit of common sense.  Medal for Dr Scott methinks.

No, not my thesis (mutter, mutter, mutter) but the book containing one of my essays.  It arrived this morning.

Baptists and the World: Renewing the Vision, edited by John H Y Briggs and Anthony R Cross, is a selection of papers from the Baptist Historical Society Congernece held in Prague in 2008.  The delay in publishing is largley due to the demise of the Paternoster series, and it is great that regent's Park College have taken over the outstanding (i.e. remaining) titles.

I am secretly chuffed that my essay is Chapter 2, following on the heels of the keynote paper.

So there you have it, I am now a published theologian, woo hoo! (In addition to the couple of journal articles I've also had published of course)

Researching for Sunday's sermon, I read the following in a commentary on John 4:

"Jesus came to the fountain as a hunter... He threw a grain before one pigeon that he might catch the whole flock... At the beginning of the conversation he did not make himself known to her, but she first caught sight of a thristy man, then a Jew, then a Rabbi, afterwards a prophet, last of all the Messiah.  She tried to get the better of the thirsty man, she showed dislike of the Jew, she heckled the Rabbi, she was swept off her feet by the prophet, and she adored the Christ."

Ephraem the Syrian cited by J A Findley in The Fourth Gospel and Expository Commentary, London, Epworth, 1956, in turn cited by George R Beasley Murray, Word Commentary John, Waco, Texas, Word Books p66

I think I like it!

So, the Danes have added Marmite to their 'banned substances' list along with Ovaltine, Horlicks and a fair number of breakfast cereals because they contain added vitamins.  What can I say... their loss.

The Guardian online has a nice response here.

Someone remind me just why I agreed to do some post grad research!  Having finally got to the point where I was ready to submit I discovered that I had to set up a special portal on my university account that would magically suck my dissertation into the system.  So far, not so good - the email with the necessary instructions had been sent on the university intenral email system not to my real life email, so I had to hunt it down... to discover I had exactly three days left to submit before the portal closes (is this all sounding very Dr Who to you?  It is to me).

OK, so I set up the magic portal and do the dummy run - simple pimple, peasy squeezy - and decide to do the real thing.  Then find it has (a) the wrong qualification (though I'd be very happy for them to give me the doctorate if only for stickability!) and (b) the wrong supervisors - including one who left over a year ago in fields that I cannot change becuase they are locked by the university.

So, I now have three days for them to sort it, for me to submit it, get the soft copies printed and bound (only 210 pages each!) in the approved fashion at a thesis bindery and delivered to arrive in Manchester on Friday... Yeah right...

Hopefully they'll fix the electronic side tomorrow so I can submit and print.

Hopefully the nice thesis bindery can do a 'same day' job.

Hopefully I can get it expensively posted, guaranteed delivery, to Manchester by Friday.

And if not... well they'll get it when they get it and can like or lump that.

Aaargh!