Jasperian Reviews and Performances

TROUBLE FOR GAY FLOCK.

Outed lesbians, gay, bisexual and transgender Roman Catholics from their long home in Soho! London. It seems rigid men in the place called Rome ,and another called the Vatican. have decided these people should not be enjoying the Mass. The 150 congregation has been offered a new home at the Church of the Immaculate Conception in Farmer Street. So, it’s farewell to Warwick Street. Different versions seem to float around about the attitude of Fr Vincent Nicholls, the Archbishop of Westminster. but the pro- wing say he has been a tower of strength.

BOOKS

You might dip into these recently published books that have a Christian and religious strain>

  1. Reforming Hollywood – William D. Romanski (Oxford).
  2. Personal Jesus – Clive Marsh and Vaughan S.Roberts Baker Academic)
  3. Consuming Religion – Vincent J Miller Continuum.
  4. Pop Cult – Robert Till (Continuum)
  5. The Worship Mall –Bryan D Spinks (SPCK)

BARGAIN BOOKS

Oh it’s HMV again! look out for anything by Simon Reynolds.

 



In the small book Real Cornish Humour compiled by Cornubiensis can be found -
One characteristic of Troon men was the popularity of over - large cap (and leather 'scrum-caps with earflaps for the boys), it can be hot cold and windy. A new doctor at Cambourne was trying to impress a Troon patient to whom he thought, cause-abd-effect would mean nothing.
DOCTOR: "Now suppose I were to cut off both your ears, what would happen to you?"
PATIENT: "I should go blind, doctor, I spose."
DOCTOR:No, no no- not bind, man, deaf: you'd go deaf, f course."
PATIENT: "NO, DOCTOR, BLIND, LIKE i said."
DOCTOR: (SIGHING) "And why is that, then?"
PATIENT: COS MY YEARS DO KEEP MY AT FROM FALLIN DOWN OVER MY EYES."



GWENNAP WHITSUN 2011

Tony Jasper led the community singing at this year's Gwennap Pit service on Whit Sunday. Rain meant cancelling the Pit but a gathering of some 800 made their way to Redruth Wesley chapel



NO LOVE STORY
THE LOVE STORY does this bore you? it remains for even now people think....Nice to receive their cards!
NO WEDDING BELLS NO NOTHING
NOT A MARRIED JASPER. SORRY AND ALL THAT!
NO! AND NO! This Tony Jasper is most of what you will find in Google and Yahoo, bur intruding into the Tony Jasper entries there is another of the same name and entered because the said person survived the Paddington train disaster and found love and marriage with another survivor, which is great. Hopefully the two continue in love.



but let me tell you another story, it involves the preacher and the song leader
it’ about a church where the preacher and songleader were not as it were seeing eye to eye. This began to spill over into the worship servixe.
One week the preacher preached on commitment, and how we should dedicate ourselves to service. The song leader then led the son I SHALL NOT BE MOVED.
The next Sunday, the preacher preached on giving and how we should gladly give to the work of the Lord. The leader THEN LED THE SONG Jesus said it all.
The next Sunday, the preacher preached on gossiping and how we should watch our tongues. The song leader then led the song, I love to tell the story.
The preacher became very disgusted over the situation, and the next Sunday, he tld the congregation he was considering resigning. The song leader then led the song, Oh, why Not Tonight.
As it came to pass, the preacher resigned, and the next week informed the church that it was Jesus that led him there and it was Jesus that was taking him away. The song leader then led the song, What a Friend We have in Jesus.



NITED JOKE IN THE GUARDIAN.
Man leaves a tablet bottle on the kitchen table. It contains 6 tablets of LSD.
Man goes. Returns. Finds his mother has taken the tablets..
He remonstrates with his mother.'Sod" the tablets, she says -"there's a dragon on the garden shed!"
This is a Tommy Cooper joke.
JUDGE i sentence yiu to 90 years.
MAN but I'm 65.
JUDGE Do your best.



Here’s A STORY with a big line end.
A priest walks into a pub and says to the first man he meets,
Do you want to go to heaven>
The man says “I do, FATHER.”
The PRIEST SAYS.”THEN STAND OVER THRE AGAINST THE WALL”
The PRIEST ASKS A SECOND MAN
“Do YOU WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN?”
“certainly father,” the man replied.
“Then stand over there against the wall,” says the priest.
Then the priest walks up to the third man and says, “Do you want to go to heaven?”
The third man replies, “No, I don’t Father.”
The priest says, “I don’t believe this. You mean to tell me that when you die you don’t ant to go to hea`ven?”
The man says, “Oh, when I die yes, I thought you ere getting a group together to o right now.”



TJ spoke at the funeral for Joan Veltman held at Slough Crem There he was told about CHLOE VELTMAN, writer, singer etc who is in SAN FRANCISCO. Googling the said person he came across the following abour life in SF and and hopefully is not breaking any copyright.



Given that part of the mandate of lies like truth is to highlight important cultural trends, it would be remiss of me not to blog about the latest craze sweeping the Bay Area cultural scene: unusual manifestations of bacon.
It's almost impossible to go anywhere these days without encountering the delicious pork product's presence in unlikely contexts. My local candy store sells bacon-flavored chocolate. At a dinner party the other day, someone brought homemade bacon-infused caramels. Even the arts are bringing home the bacon: At a choral rehearsal last Sunday, a fellow singer passed around a Tupperware container full of chocolate chip-nut-bacon cookies. They were extremely tasty.

I can't help but think that the bacon fanaticism is just a passing fad which I suspect people in this most health-conscious of places will tire of when they realize how many extra calories they're consuming thanks to that extra bit of more-ish smoky crunch in their breakfast cereal and beer. But the trend is very much part of Bay Area culture. We embrace this kind of thing here. Creating unlikely mashups in everything we consume from foodstuffs to theatre is in our DNA. This month bacon-riddled truffles are all the rage. Next month it'll be naked virtuoso violin-playing trapeze.



PS This just in from my friend John in Michigan. His son Michael sent him the following story, which pretty much sums up the case for bacon. I guess it's not a Bay Area thing after all - the passion is global.

Bacon Tree

Pancho and Cisco are stuck in the desert wandering aimlessly and starving. They are about to
just lie down and wait for death, when all of a sudden Pancho
says.........

"Hey Cisco, do you smell what I smell. Ees bacon, I theenk."

"Si, Pancho, eet sure smells like bacon. "

With renewed hope they struggle up the next sand dune, & there, in
the distance, is a tree loaded with bacon.

There's raw bacon, there's fried bacon, back bacon, double smoked
bacon ... every imaginable kind of cured pork.

"Cisco, Cisco, we ees saved. Ees a bacon tree."

"Pancho, maybe ees a meerage? We ees in the desert don't forget."

"Cisco, since when deed you ever hear of a meerage that smell like
bacon ... ees no meerage, ees a bacon tree."

And with that, Pancho staggers towards the tree. He gets to within
5 yards, Cisco crawling close behind, when suddenly a machine gun
opens up, and Pancho drops like a wet sock.

Mortally wounded, he warns Cisco with his dying breath,

"Cisco ... go back, you was right, ees not a bacon tree!"

"Panch, Pancho mi amigo... what ees it? "

"Cisco ... ees not a bacon tree. Ees

Ees

Ees

Ees

Ees a ham bush...."



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