Parkinson's in the United Kingdom serving in the London LDS Temple: Lessons from the Brits Week 12 July 27th to August 2nd, 2014

Greetings to you, one and all and how be you getting along? We be fine over here in the mother land. The other day someone was making fun of Brad’s English or lack of English and explaining how the British speak the pure English. Brad then asked which the pure English was: the Cornish, the Welch, or all the other area dialects and boy, did that set off a fight amongst the Brits. He just sat back and laughed.

Words:
Pavement                           Sidewalk
Give Way                             Yield
Yield                                      Our yield as in how much produce you got from a crop
Mould                                   Mold
Tyre                                       Car tire
Tired                                      Tired and weary
Centre                                  Center

Where do I begin? I know this week happened but it has completely escaped my mind as to any bit of significance. There was church on Sunday and choir practice. We of course did 5 days at the temple where we were on the late shift which is generally easier or less busy. Also, you can’t do much in the mornings and after the shift you are a bit tired (not tyred) so you don’t do so much. All I can say is that it happened, uneventfully, and it is gone. I started to write it all down but Brad was reading a book I needed to focus on so I quit and now it is no more.

Monday we went to Costco with Mulholland’s. The ‘sat nav’ (GPS nuvi in the states) kept quitting on us but Brad took the right road every time and we made it there perfectly. We played tennis a couple of times. There was a terrible rainstorm but it is amazing how fast they stop.
We tried a new restaurant Saturday night. It was fine. Brad was not in a very good mood of which I would blame on being home sick. We went with Ibbotson’s, Roger’s, Sister Freeman, and Sister Hale. For some crazy reason we played the ‘this is a fork – this is a spoon’ game. Of course it didn’t work but got some laughs. Another funny thing was that Barry Ibbotson would keep sticking his finger in his mouth if you asked him a question that needed any thinking. He said that is what little children do when they had to think. I am not sure I remember that but he looked funny none the less.

Can you see it pouring? Maybe you need to click on the picture.

This is the rainbow afterwards. It reached across the entire sky.

One other thing I would like to mention now is the Celestial Room in the London Temple. You may all remember how the Celestial Room is the room that represents living in heaven with our Heavenly Father and Savior. It is our most beautiful room. Some temples are bigger than others and all are decorated trying to honor the area in which they are built. The London Temple was built in 1958 which is a few years ago. The outside of the temple is very nice but rather plain. The inside is also very pretty and I feel it represents England well. The chapel and the instructions room are fine but when you walk into the Celestial Room it all changes. I remember Mary Ann Janz telling me that she visited our heaven when she went to the Gilbert Temple open house and saw the Celestial Room there. I think of her every time I walk into this Celestial Room. It is so pretty and so England and reminds me of sitting in heaven. Everything is white, yellow and gold. The 2 large chandeliers hanging are beautiful with the chains holding them covered in a puffy gold brocade cloth that is so elegant. The ceiling is heaven – blue with white puffy clouds. Everything is just lovely, just brilliant. I am always happy to be there.

So, for those of you one the blog I will now take you on a lovely journey walking around the outside fence of the temple grounds. Now that we are playing tennis we don’t do this much but it is a lovely walk none the less.