strange neon
Cornwall has a lot more churches per capita than most places in the UK. So certain things get a bit more noticeable. Like the fact that in recent years, the christmas neon decoration is more frequently a cross. I'm sure angels and stars used to be more prevalent. Anyone know what's with this trend? Trying to establish brand loyalty when church attendance is going down the tubes?
Not to mention torture symbols are a wee bit innappropriate during the time the religion is supposed to be celebrating birth of its messiah. Seriously. keep the freaky neon crosses to Passover, churches. (refrains from yelling 'Romans didn't tax around Saturnalia!' ...Okay, I'm not refraining. but I haven't seen a single preacher around, so I can't be snarky at anyone in RL.)
Cornwall is *cold*. it's weird. Today, went Eden project and it was covered in a thick layer of hoar frost. Which was very pretty. No ice skating as still clearing up from the flooding, but mmmm warm biomes.
Pouting slightly in the Eden gift shop as I could see some really cool stuff that was just either too bulky or too heavy to get back on the train. Or in the case of the pig shaped watering can, possibly a little bit too gimmicky for the gardeners of my acquaintance.
Continuing to stuff self and then walk it off. It's a terrible fate.
Not to mention torture symbols are a wee bit innappropriate during the time the religion is supposed to be celebrating birth of its messiah. Seriously. keep the freaky neon crosses to Passover, churches. (refrains from yelling 'Romans didn't tax around Saturnalia!' ...Okay, I'm not refraining. but I haven't seen a single preacher around, so I can't be snarky at anyone in RL.)
Cornwall is *cold*. it's weird. Today, went Eden project and it was covered in a thick layer of hoar frost. Which was very pretty. No ice skating as still clearing up from the flooding, but mmmm warm biomes.
Pouting slightly in the Eden gift shop as I could see some really cool stuff that was just either too bulky or too heavy to get back on the train. Or in the case of the pig shaped watering can, possibly a little bit too gimmicky for the gardeners of my acquaintance.
Continuing to stuff self and then walk it off. It's a terrible fate.