God and ASDA

Stories and thoughts: past, present and future


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Whoa, Slow Down!

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It appears that I’ve lost the plot! I described my Blog as “A gentle walk into the past” and I went galloping away, covering 20 years in three pages. That is not good.

So, I’ve decided not to continue in this way, but just slow down to a steady trot and pick out events and accomplishments along the way. I’m told my readers (both of you!) are probably completely breathless by now.

I explained in the Introduction why I called my Blog “God and Asda” and up to now God has hardly had a mention. (or ASDA come to that – but more of that later)

It wasn’t until 1981, at the age of 39, that I gave my life to the Lord. I know now, of course, that He’s been there all the time, I was just a little dilatory, that’s all! We went to Sunday School, as most kids do, but my parents attended church only for Christenings and Weddings, so church was never a part of my young life.

I’ve discovered, sadly, that a lot of people genuinely believe that if they live in England then they are Christians – wrong! They say “I’ve never hurt anyone, or stolen anything, so I am a Christian” – wrong again” There is only one way to Heaven and that’s through Jesus Christ.

Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come and eat with him and he with me. (Revelation Chapter 3 verse 20)

You know, God must be very sad seeing what we’ve done to His beautiful Creation. He made it perfect in the beginning, from nothing. The Bible tells us:

“In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the water” (Genesis Chap.1 verses 1 and 2 N.I.V.).

You can’t have it spelled out any clearer than that, can you?

This has often led me to thoughts of “How did He do it?” We, with our finite minds cannot imagine how this could be. We have to have something before we can make something else. One thing that I ask people when they say “Well, come on then, prove it!” is “Can Man make water from anything without using water?” We can boil water, to make steam, that becomes water again – but we cannot make water from nothing. Imagine the depth of the oceans – so deep that no light can penetrate. And a star so far away that the Hubble telescope has only recently discovered it. If that’s not awesome enough for you, try this one. Think of your own body. You can move without any exterior power source – no batteries required!; you can think – how?, you can talk – how? I could go on and on but in the end you just have to admit that God did a pretty good job when He made us. Just think of the miracle of birth. Now that’s really awesome. From a tiny seed a baby grows, with eyes and hands and nails and hair. Am I convincing you yet?

I think that one of the problems that people have is some expressions that are used by Christians. Have you ever heard any of the following?

1. Sin (Romans 3 verses 22 to 26)
2. Redemption (John 3 verse 16)
3. Being saved (Acts 2 verse 21: Acts 16 verse 31)

If you don’t know Jesus as your Lord and Saviour and have a Bible, I urge you to read these passages. All this has to be said, because it’s part of my life and I want to share it with you.

I’ll leave it with you. God Bless.

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18 to 20

I’ve got a lovely warm feeling, just like when you’ve just drunk a Cup-a-Soup on a cold day – all lovely inside. Why? Well, I’ve got two people who’ve read my Blog. TWO PEOPLE!! Mind you, I did have to sit and tell them what a wonderful Blog it is – not really the way to do it, but at least they’re waiting for the next instalment. Now I know how J.K. Rowling felt after her first Harry Potter book sold millions.

So, onward and upward.

After trying both, working in an office seemed to me to be the better alternative to working in a shop – at least in an office you get to sit down all day!

It’s amazing, looking back now that I’m a Christian, to see how God’s hand has been working in my life. I used to say it was “coincidence” but I now realise it was “God’s influence”.

On my way to work I had to pass the Royal Air Force Recruitment Centre and I found myself thinking what an interesting life it might be. There was no history in our family of great military careers or derring-do in any campaign or conflict – and I found out they needed typists!! So, to cut a short story even shorter, I joined up in 1961. It was much easier then to join any of the armed services, but sadly, numbers have declined in recent years since the three Services have suffered from drastic cut-backs.

The date for my Basic Training at R.A.F. Spitalgate arrived and, clutching my travel warrant to Grantham I waved goodbye to my family and I was on my way.

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But another shock awaited me on my arrival. (You’ll find a few more of these as we go along!). On the train journey, I had met up with a couple of other girls who were bound for Grantham, too. We had all been told that transport would meet us at the station on our arrival.

Now I’m a person who believes that if someone says they’re going to meet you, I expect to be met. When we arrived at our destination there wasn’t a soul about on the platform, so we decided to go into the restaurant and have a cuppa while we waited. We sat for a few minutes getting to know each other when suddenly, World War 3 broke out. A female corporal came in and told us in no uncertain terms what it meant to keep Her Majesty’s personal waiting while we drank tea. Did we think it was a Garden Party? Should she call us Ma’am? Sudden thoughts of “What have I done?” then “I want my Mum” came rushing into my head. It seems the coach had been waiting a little way down the road, seeing no-one come out of the station they returned to base without us. Oh, my goodness, what a great start!! It could only get better. Only six weeks to go!

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And, of course, it did. At first we had to be knocked into shape, learn how to obey orders, iron our uniforms, march, run (how I hated the running), and the dreaded P.E. wasn’t quite as dreadful as at school. I actually loved my time there. On passing out (finishing the course, not fainting!) I gained my first rank because I had already had experience in my chosen RAF career. Then came Trade Training. I was now a Leading Aircraftwoman.

It was awfully decent of the chaps at Air Ministry to locate the secretarial training on a camp near one of my aunties, so I was able to spend several weekends there instead of staying on camp. Life was much more relaxed and this course would last for 12 weeks.

Have you ever learnt how to do something, then have someone try to ”un-learn” you? The RAF way of setting out letters, for instance, is like nothing I ever did in “civvy street”. But I battled on and finally, after my 12 weeks, passed with distinction and became a Senior Aircraftwoman. WOW!!


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Early Days

It’s just taken me over an hour to complete the introduction to my Blog and I’m now sitting thinking “Have I really got to do this?” Well, of course, the answer is “No” but I do like a challenge!

There’s a song in “The Sound of Music” that goes: “Let’s start at the very beginning/A very good place to start.” Having said that, the very beginning is over 70 years ago and a bit foggy now! Let’s move on to 1953, shall we?

I was 11 years old and just starting at Grammar School. This was one big shock for me as, during my early junior school days (8-11 in U.K.) I was told how clever I was, and that I would go on to do great things, etc, etc. Imagine my horror to discover that all the other girls were also very clever and had been told exactly the same! It was downhill from thereon in!

During my time at senior school I enjoyed English and languages and hated science and maths. My domestic science teacher gave up on me and P.E. was a nightmare. Who said “schooldays are the happiest days of your life”? Don‘t believe it. I couldn’t wait to leave – which in those days was at age 15 if you didn’t want to take G.C.E.s and “get on”. So I left, with my parents’ blessing and started work in a small sweet shop. (Hence my love of all things chocolaty).

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And then we moved house so my days in the shop were over. What next?

Life in the 50s was so unlike today. Girls left school, got a job in a shop or office, got married, had babies, stayed home and cleaned house . That was it! And so I got on the ladder and started evening classes to learn to type, write shorthand and improve my English. Following this I started working in an office – I was on my way to becoming one of the millions of “conformers”

But the Royal Air Force was waiting in the wings (no pun intended!)……


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Introduction

Why is my Blog called “God and Asda”? Well, basically, they are the two things around which my life revolves!

God is the easy one to understand, but ASDA?!!! Allow me to explain.

My lovely husband works for that well-known supermarket and so my life must fit in with his shifts. He doesn’t drive so I ferry him back and forth to perform his duties, always being “Happy to Help”. (Other supermarkets are available!)

I am a lady of leisure, too old to work (“they” say) but still fit enough to enjoy my life. I spend my days trying to keep out of mischief and somehow manage to fill hours of time when I have nothing to do with plenty to do. Does that make sense?

We live in a beautiful part of England where the sun always shines and it never rains – that’s the holiday brochure description! In truth this past year has been diabolical weather-wise, but I obtain comfort from the fact that we were not alone in our unseasonable weather.

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So, what do I enjoy? Well, I enjoy the company of friends, laughing, knitting, having my nails painted aubergine with sparkles on top, Kit-Kat chunky bars (forbidden on my current (93rd) diet), good books, good grammar, theatre, music…. To name but a few. There will be more added as we go along.

I do hope you will enjoy reading my Blog – it’ll be a sort of potted history through my eyes. I doubt it will make a T.V. series but let’s see what unfolds.

As this is a new experience for me (I‘ve not long started using a mobile phone!), I hope you’ll forgive any errors and enjoy it for what it is – my first attempt to blog.