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Aren’t those red herrings aware of the church dress code?
Are you sure thier Herrings and not Man Utd supporters? (cryptic)
All I’ve got in my head now is that song: ‘Sharkie and George, crime busters of the sea’
Anyone?
No?
Just me then.
and people without eyes in their heads
foolish Galatians?
Why it has to be red?
I’ve just got out of me bath and you’re back to the smelly stuff again!!
Jesus to apostles: Look, I said I would make you fishers of MEN. You just can’t quit the old habits, can you?
The bloke in the yellow jumper lost his olfactory sense following an accident, presumably (he’s the only one smiling).
Church notices: Tea and coffee will be served after today’s service. Everyone is welcome. Help yourself to biscuits and plankton.
They all look very angry red herrings…
imagine what might happen if all those people talked to EACH OTHER instead…
overheard comment from one of the congregation (or was that codregation!!) – so long and thanks for all the people!
*starts singing SPAMALOT*
‘with traditional fish slapping song…. schlip,schlap…’
Maggi!
I don’t know, but I think you hit it on the head. Imagine if people started talking to, or better, with each other instead of about or at each other?
Am also singing Sharky and George…..ah the nostalgia!!
They’re all debating the exact implications of what CS Lewis was meaning when he talked about the nature of the Blessed Virgin Mary.
LOL! LOL!
Good one Jon!
I loved sharky and george too. They ‘clear up any mystery’.
Is this related to 441? http://asbojesus.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/redh.jpg
Hmmm sometimes I wonder if some are so afraid of being seen as fundamentalists that they label sharks as herrings…
thanks for putting the fun back into fundamentalist Jon! dave
i dont get what the red herring thing means?
is it becuz i’m american?
is it like when people say there is a big elephant in the room and they mean they is something really obvious and awkward in the room that we are all ignoring?
thanks for the help
Kristina
Hi Kristina. A ‘red herring’ is something which throws you off the scent of what you are really looking for. It is most commonly used in connection with detective stories/whodunnits.
http://www.phrases.org.uk/meanings/red-herring.html
I’d firstly just like to make you all jealous by saying that I own a Sharky and George video. Oh yes.
I tend to find these red herrings crop up over seemingly innocent conversations over tea and coffee…
People hated it when the herrings played the
pull my fin….(ger) game.
;]
……..and they should performing the Fish Slapping Dance at any moment…..
Have the herrings been on the ‘Action Leaning’ course?
the herrings gave a lecture to each of the congregation about the danger of cod theology.
;]
Nah, k-h-s – They are waiting for a talk by guest speaker Richard Dawkins on the Cod Delusion…
It could just be a cod-spiracy theory…
This is bound to be popular so arrive early to ensure you get a plaice…
You might be advised to sit near the front if you are hard of herring…
Perhaps they are prawn again Christians! Carole your humour meets my seal of approval! Nice to laugh as was feeling a bit of a wreck! nite nite! dave
Nite, nite and God Bless, Dave…sweet dreams….
dear oh dear… asbo’s turned into ‘the waltons!’ “goodnight johnboy!”
Think about the guppies!
Er…shouldn’t that be Jonboy?
I may be reading into your comic with my own experiences, but are you representing a church where people are adamant about shaking hands and saying “Good to see you!” or “It’s so good to have you!” but rarely get involved with you beyond those social conventions–in a sense, serving as red herrings when all we want sometimes is a nice handshake (hell, I’d take a hug or a kiss on the cheek) from someone whose toilet I’ve actually sat upon in the last few weeks?
…..Or a <a href=”http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMKCLyhBBwI”fish slapping dance?
Shouldn’t get distracted half way through my html….
…..Or a fish slapping dance?
That’s it, I’m off to the pub…
…or a fish slapping dance?
It’s OK Robb, don’t get yourself all worked up, we have mastered the art of cut and paste…but you wanted to go to the pub anyway, didn’t you?
@19 Carole. thanks for the kind explanation. there is always something to learn on this blog.
It’s a pleasure, Inge.
In a church once I met a red herring
Who confessed he’d lost his berring
Now which way to turn?
One slip and I’ll burn!
Which way pleae to be more God-ferring?
Hmmm…
… trouble is, once you’ve clicked, there’s no way back…
Thank you Carole!
You’re welcome
in answer to jason (hi!) and others… i was just wondering what the other red herrings are that churches get bogged down with. we’ve touched on sexuality a few times… but what other things distract us from loving our neighbour?
krislinatin… is that a dog in your photo… if so, what kind? looks kinda cute.
enjoy the pint robb… just had a couple, am back now.
looking forward to having a beer with you and carole and dave and aaswabas and khs at greenbelt. anyone else joining us for a beer? 
Neighbour? I haven’t got time for neighbours, I’m far too busy at church/home group/music practice/etc
In the end we watched all of the TV I have recorded whilst dissertating and drank some cans. Good times….
she is my pound puppy, we think she is a cocker spaniel/poodle mix a cockapoo.
here is the full size pic
http://farm1.static.flickr.com/171/398170529_3a92b9492c_o.jpg
She is the sweetest thing ever!
Kristina
Raising funds to keep the building from falling down after God already vacated the premises.
hahahahaha! nicely put botticelliwoman. very funny.
good times indeed robb. does that mean dissertating is done?
chrisf… yup that’s exactly what i meant.
oh yeh kristina… that’s one cool dog… and i bet she doesn’t shed fur either. not like our mutt… brilliant dog but creates one bunny sized fur ball a day.
Dissertating is sooooooo done!!!! Completely complete!!
woooooooooo hoooooooooo Rob!!!
congratulations robb! good news!
Cheers guys. Tonight I’m going to watch shallow hal. If the delivery I am expecting arrives early enough I may go for a ride on my bike.
I may surf the internet for a while. Maybe read a book or a magazine…..
I hand my dissertation in tomorrow, but then the revision begins…
I can sympathise Hayley. But on the other hand let the good times roll. Where’s the keys to the harley? It just got warm!!
what’re y’studyin’ hayley?
That’s what I meant to ask!!
Now I’m watching The Crow. I could get used to this free time malarky!!
History of Art. It’s probably one of the most useless subjects EVER but there you go. I do all contemporary theory, so there’s not much looking at pictures for me, all aesthetics and globalisation theory, consumerism etc. Sometimes I think I’m studying sociology…
I’ve been accepted onto a Masters course to study film but I’ll probably only do it if I get funding, not sure otherwise. Am waiting for God to point me in the right direction – I would love to do something involved with counselling but I’m not sure I could bear to start a degree again!
Robb, enjoy your free time! If I don’t get the degree class I need I’m going to blame it on BBC iPlayer and 4OD.
xxxx
that’s cool hayley… i don’t think history of art is useless at all. being a bit of an art fan and being fascinated by the societies from which different individuals and schools of art grow out of i would love to chat about it. already, you see, i know you to be someone who’s interesting and interested… and that’s good. all the best with the revision… it’s cool to watch tv to relax… that’s what i do.:-)
the crow… dark, moving and ultimately quite poignant i thought robb.
Who am I to talk. I once went to a seminar on “we as Christicans can’t condone the teaching of fashipon in our schools. Fashion is a pointeless subject that teaches people how to throw perfectly good things away.” I had to stand up and point out to all the well thought out accademics that their policy put me out of a job as an RE teacher. If you are saying that we should put people out of accademia because *we* deem it worthless then *we* have to be subject to the same process of voting. Secular society puts my degree, my job and my masters in the ‘useless’ category.
History of Art is as good as anything else!!
The Crow? I put it on after typing that message and then fell assleep before Brandon was in it other than in a photograph
In my experience free time is a fleeting experience. I’m sure that after one more day I will be snowed under with something else.
Don’t get me on my favourite hobby horse about education. I have a theory that the working classes are encouraged to undergo just enough education to work in a call centre. Just as in the days when we had real industry (not just a service industry on the verge of leaving the country) you got just enough education to work in a factory, down a mine, in the steelworks, whatever. I am so happy to have had the opportunity to study medieval French and Spanish and in my home town, too. They are of no practical use to me but they are deeply symbolic of being freed in the mind. If I come from a council estate on the edge of one of our big cities, why shouldn’t I study Byzantine Art, if that’s what I want to (and that is Single Honours Byzantine Art, not joint with Information effing Technology). It shouldn’t be hidden away in some cloistered Oxbridge college, well out of the reach of ‘Northern oiks’! Surely the study of the Arts enriches us as a nation?
There, rant over. Enjoy your degree, Hayley. It will probably be one of the most fulfilling things you ever do. So much better than Business Studies, though doubtless some will actually enjoy that, too.
Speaking as someone who comes from a mining family from a council estate, I wholeheartedly agree. However, many of the ‘Northern Oiks’ I teach have no idea how privilaged they are to have a free education. In many ways I would rather leave them to eat dung for dinner and give it to someone who would die for one.
Did you read the prayer on my Blog? That is a real one from a real pupil last week.
What winds me up most is school refusers – not the ones who don’t come to school and their parents pull their hair out. The ones who don’t come to school and their parents wont do anything about it. The ones who shout and swear at social workers “Why should I have to send my kid to school”.
Sorry, ‘you don’t have to go to school – I’ve bought you a playstation’ isn’t any good to a child who is malnourished, has no social skills and little life prospect. This sort of child abuse shouldn’t be happening in the UK!
I know what you mean, Robb. It seems that in places where, literally, you are on the bones of your backside, they appreciate education as a potential way out of their poverty.
We don’t do our kids any favours in the UK. I can’t get the concept of money through to my youngest. “I have to work ‘n’ hours in order for you to have whatever”, doesn’t register. Obviously I’ve cocked up somewhere along the way but nevertheless, that is tame. Where I live, I am 5 mins away from one of the more affluent districts in the country, home to numerous premiership football stars (please note, where I live is VERY modest by comparison). 10-15 mins in the opposite direction, we have the ward with the highest child poverty levels in the UK. There is also the highest proportion of single, schoolgirl mums there. These children are often seen with the latest, most expensive prams, but 9 times out of 10 the babies really don’t stand a chance. How could they, the poor things are apparently fatherless and mum is no more than a child herself, perhaps the product of an abusive family set up. My friend is a foster carer and tells me there is a huge shortage of foster carers in the area, which often leads to carers having to accommodate more children than they signed for. The stroppy school refuser and equally stroppy parents are just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to society’s problems.
Tell me about it. But when you are doing your best to help people and all they can do is abuse you* it makes the milk of human kindness start to run out sometimes…
*In my experience of teaching this has been verbal, emotional and physical abuse BTW.
Old people don’t go to heaven. Old people must come back because of the mistakes they’ve made throughout their lives. It’s the children who have the opportunity to go to “heaven”.
I must mention this to my dying Grandmother.
i’m gonna get rid of comment 63… i think it’s spam.
haha!
now your comment looks ridiculous robb! 
Oh no. More public ridicule abounds
Why would someone choose to spam my grandparents into hell?
spam and hell are synonymous in my view. my dad likes spam. maybe he’s a heretic. maybe that’s where i get it from.
the post i deleted was from a mail address f***yougod… not that i mind, but it was a very very very long post with no relevance to what was going on here. i decided not to encourage it. never done that before, i don’t like censoring.
But essentially you cut out a big ass post with giberish in it…
put like that…