Wedding Cake Prosecutions…

For anyone who thought my last post might have been in the realms of fantasy – think again!

I did a little fishing around on the internet and found this sort of “Your Christian beliefs are not tolerated here…” issue has already raised its ugly head in the USA:


Probe: Oregon baker Aaron Klein, pictured, is under investigation after he refused to make a wedding cake for a lesbian couple

Baker who refused to make wedding cake for lesbian couple faces state  investigation…

And Another…                                   

Barronelle Stutzman via screencap

Washington state suing florist who refused to supply gay wedding…

And another…

Wedding Cake Wars…

And another…

Same-sex couple denied wedding cake by bakery…


Well, there you have it! Your comments please…


Happy 1st Birthday Faith in our Families!

fiof birthday

Gay Marriage – What happened in Parliament…

I was overwhelmed to hear the MP’s tell of how much mail they had received on the same-sex marriage issue. They said it was the most they had ever received on one single issue, and the vast, vast majority of it opposed the bill. (Of course those in favour decided not to talk about their bulging mail bags – because that would put them in a position where they would look as if they were IGNORING their constituents!)

But what really struck me yesterday while watching the same-sex marriage debate in parliament was how un-equal the legislation actually is. So much so that David Cameron has actually had the word ‘Equal’  removed from the title of the bill! The main points of inequality are that same-sex marriages do not require fidelity, or even consummation. Therefor, the grounds for divorce are completely different from those of a hetero marriage. And if equality was really the goal then surely civil partnerships should also be offered to hetero couples? (This would however create a situation in which it was legally viable for me to marry my sister! – or even my son! which would probably make the whole thing a laughing stock right?! – but hey, each to their own – we wouldn’t want to discriminate against people who want to marry within their own families would we? After all if the two people really love each other then what’s the problem?!…)

(Here is a lovely pic of the happy couple – just before they formalise their non- faithful, non-consummatory, legally equal, hetero civil wedding-marriage!… Lol! – just kidding!)

Here are some of the MP’s comments opposing the bill from yesterday’s debate:

Tory John Glen (Salisbury) questioned the politics of the move: “By a factor of a least 30 to one my constituents have expressed their opposition to this. The level of disappointment of a much larger minority, as witnessed by the 635,000 who have signed the coalition for marriage petition, is keenly felt and will, in my view, be a highly motivated electoral minority in future elections.”

Senior Tory Graham Brady, chairman of the 1922 Committee, said: “I will vote against this measure tonight not because I think the world will end if we see it pass but because I have serious misgivings that in spite of the minister’s commendable efforts, recognised by the Church of England, it is impossible to guarantee that religious freedom will not be compromised.”

David Burrowes said he had received death threats about his opposition to the measure and his children had been taunted and told “their dad’s a bigot”. He said he was “very sad” at Mr Cameron’s plan and added: “The redefinition downgrades marriage to a personal relationship not bound by the obligations to society, community and family which have stood the test of time and is an increasingly popular institution.”

Former minister Edward Leigh said the plans were an affront to many traditional Conservatives. “We should be in the business of protecting cherished institutions and our cultural heritage otherwise what, I ask, is a Conservative Party for? Indeed we are alienating people who have voted for us for all their lives, leaving them with no one to vote for.”

Tory former defence minister Sir Gerald Howarth said the legislation was a “massive change” which “deeply affects the core fabric of our society through the challenge it poses to the whole institution of marriage”.

Conservative Sir Roger Gale (North Thanet) said: “It is not possible to redefine marriage. Marriage is the union between a man and a woman, has been historically, remains so. It is Alice in Wonderland territory, Orwellian almost, for any Government of any political persuasion to seek to come along and try to re-write the lexicon. It will not do.” It had been suggested, he said, that a civil union bill could be created “that applies to all people irrespective or their sexuality, or their relationships, and that means brothers and brothers and sisters and sisters and brothers and sisters as well”. Sir Roger stressed he did not subscribe to the notion, but added he recognised the merit in the argument.

The size of the vote against the Bill’s second reading indicated that scores of Tory MPs opposed the measure but a number of Labour MPs also spoke against the plans.

Stoke on Trent South MP Robert Flello said: “Civil partnerships are equal to marriage – they might not have the same name but they are equal. “It’s not simply about the love and commitment of the happy couple, as important as that is. If marriage was simply about love and commitment, we would first have to define love as being sexual love otherwise non-sexual relationships based on love and commitment would also have to be treated as marriage if that really were the definition of equality.” Mr Flello said the Bill would create two forms of marriage – traditional marriage and same sex marriage – which were still not “equal” with the plans trying to “engineer cultural equivalence”.

Labour’s Jim Dobbin (Heywood and Middleton) said the Bill would change the very nature of marriage and law and was both “hasty and destructive”.

Dr Sharon James, Coalition For Marriage said “We’re absolutely delighted at the scale of those MPs who voted against this. It’s way more than we thought it would be at the start of our campaign. I’m disturbed to hear many MPs say that people are writing to them to say they disagree with gay marriage, but that they’re wrong. Those MPs are holding their constituents in contempt. However, I was pleased to hear in the parliamentary debate that some MPs talked of being flooded with letters and emails from people against gay marriage, and that those MPs are listening. This isn’t a done deal, it’s the beginning of a parliamentary process.”

So you see, David Cameron now has a huge problem. The majority of his own party (approx. 140) voted against him last night. and about another 75 conservatives abstained. This was a much larger opposition than anyone was expecting. It now causes Davy Boy a real problem. And it is a problem that is not going to go away. How long do you think it will be before we start to hear shouts of no confidence coming from the bowels of the conservative party?! Tread carefully David – you’re on thin ice.

All Saints Day Cookies!

We had great fun this year making All Saints cookies!

My son chose to do St. Isidore – the patron saint of ‘not wanting to do your homework’ !

My 3-year-old daughter decided to do ‘St. Gingerbread-man’ ! (I decided not to argue with this comment until my son started singing “Pray! Pray! as fast as you can, you can’t catch me – I’m St. Gingerbread-man!”)

I would have liked to have shown you their efforts, but unfortunately both St. Isidore and St. Gingerbread-man were both suddenly martyred (eaten!) earlier on this afternoon. There is always next year!

Here are some that I made. There is a prize for the person who guesses all the names correctly!…

Funny! Funny! Funny! True real life Catholic stories.


Ian McShane eat your heart out!

Teaching very young children Bible stories is great fun! Especially when a few days later, you hear them casting their bath toys in the role of Judas Iscariot and the Chief Priests! I don’t know how the orange horse got the part of Judas, all I do remember is hearing him exclaim loudly “I WANT MY 30 PIECES OF SILVER!”.

We had also been learning about Adam and Eve and the how God punished the evil serpent. A few days later my 3-year-old was getting under my feet while I was trying to make dinner so I told him “Right that’s it! Just go out into the garden and play!” He stormed off pushing Daddy out the way telling him “I’m going out into the garden to crawl on my belly!”


  Kitchen holy water dispenser.

It always makes me laugh when you lift a toddler up to reach the holy water font out side church. They always seem to stick just their index finger into the holy water and then pop their finger straight into their mouths!

One time at home, I was hiding round the corner watching my son climb up for the first time and get his own cup to get himself a drink. He didn’t realise I was watching him. He managed all by himself to fill the cup from the water dispenser in our fridge. Then he had a quick look round to check that no-one was watching, dipped his hand into his spider-man cup and proceeded to make the sign of the cross and bless himself! Bless his little heart – I never told him I saw him do it!


Peas, Grapes and Eagles.

It’s really hard trying to get your kids to sit still long enough to say prayers at bedtime. It’s even harder keeping a straight face when every time your daughter starts the ‘Hail Mary’ she declares our blessed Mother ‘Full of grapes’!

It is equally difficult when you are offered the ‘sign of peas’ at Mass.

But I have never had to bite my lip harder than when at the end of the ‘Our Father’ my son asked God to ‘…deliver us from all eagles, Amen.’!


Thomas and James. 

The subject during the Children’s liturgy at Mass was ‘doubting Thomas’. “Who was Thomas’ friend?” the teacher asked. My 2-year-old put up his hand and shouted out “James!”. “Well done!” said the teacher obviously impressed that I had been trying to teach my son all the names of the apostles (not!). But now it was time for a harder question “And how many James’ were their?”. “There were 2!” Shouted my young son. Everyone looked round in amazement at how well-educated this young toddler was. It was only when I got home that I realised what was going on in his little mind: Thomas (the tank engine) had a friend called James, and James’ engine number was 2! (it actually wasn’t but my son obviously thought it was 2 and besides who cares – it was the right answer wasn’t it?!)


Is there any coming back from this?

It was the rare occasion that me and my husband actually made it out to the cinema. We were late of course – the film had already started and our seats were right at the front. I was a little stressed and quite tired and when I got to row C, (for some un-known and mind-boggling reason) I GENUFLECTED before entering my row! So tell me – how does one recover socially in this type of situation?! So many thoughts were going through my mind: “Its dark – did anyone actually notice? Of course they noticed – they think you are a complete fruit cake!” “Did they think I was genuflecting at them personally? – this would be embarrassing and quite unnerving for them as I was going to have to sit next to the people I had just worshiped for the next 2 hours!” “Is my husband going to make the same mistake? Should I warn him not to? No, no, don’t do that – it will just draw attention to the fact that you are a complete fruit cake!” “Should I just genuflect again and leave?” In the end I just smiled politely like nothing was out of the ordinary, took my place in row C like nothing had happened. I said nothing about it – and nobody asked me anything! (probably because they didn’t want to upset the mad woman sitting next to them.)


Sexy knickers mantilla.

My Husband was giving his Greek friend a lift home when his friend suddenly noticed something on the back seat of the car. “Um, I think your wife left her knickers in the back of the car.” “What?!” exclaimed my husband. “oh! no, that is her mantilla!” he tried to explain. “What’s a mantilla?! (wink, wink)” said his Greek friend. “No, no its to protect her modesty.” said my husband. “I bet it is! you lucky guy!” said his Greek friend. “No! no! you don’t understand!”.

Too late. The damage is done. Now not only does everybody think I own a pair of racy lacy black knickers – but they are also under the assumption that me and my husband carry out our nuptial unions IN THE CAR!!! (This is doing nothing for my reputation.)


More tea, your Grace?

We were honoured one evening by an impromptus visit from our local BISHOP (not the one in the parish I am living in now – before you ask!) I was not expecting this visit and it caught me a little off guard. I told him to come in and offered to make him a cup of tea. “oh yes please!” was his reply. I went into the kitchen while my husband and baby son made conversation with the BISHOP. To my horror I realised I had run out of milk. “What am I going to do?” I thought “I can’t just offer him nothing – he’s the BISHOP!” I could tell conversation was wearing a little thin in the other room so I had to act soon. The kettle had boiled, the tea bag was in the cup, the biscuits were on the tray. Then I panicked. I grabbed a carton of baby formula and poured it into the BISHOP’S tea. Horrified with my self I took a sip of the BISHOP’S tea to test whether he was going to notice (or more to the point whether I was going to get away with it!) It tasted fine. So I gave it to him. He didn’t notice a thing. Then (the most painful part) I had to sit across the table from him while he drank the whole thing – every second racked with fear and anxiety that the BISHOP was going to somehow find out what I had done. The thoughts started racing through my mind again: “Can I get excommunicated for this?” “It’s lucky you are using formula this time and not breast-feeding!” “Is this technically classed as poisoning a BISHOP?” “Well he is drinking it all up like a good boy!” “Don’t laugh. For Gods sake don’t laugh. It’s NOT funny.”

A few days later I felt so guilty about this that I actually decided to go to confession about it. To my utter horror, on the other side of the confessional was (yep, you guessed it!) the BISHOP! What do I do now? The thoughts come flooding in: “Quick – make up another sin to talk about! No, don’t do that he’ll know you are lying – and besides it is a SIN to lie in confession isn’t it?” “Should I just genuflect again and leave?” – (horrific memories of the cinema incident flood back to haunt me). “Just tell him, but stay behind the curtain and pretend it’s not really you. He can’t tell you off for coming to confession and besides, he is bound NEVER to discuss anything that is said in the confessional – NOT EVEN TO YOU!

Did I confess? – I’m not going to tell you!

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Clare x

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