les Davey de France

Alan and Pat live and work in Bordeaux. Alan is a pastor and Pat was a nurse. Now we work with UFM worldwide. Read on! (If you'd like to know what took us to Bordeaux, then start with the archives from September 2004)

Sunday, January 31, 2016

Because we are so incredibly hip and trendy

First a word of apology, then one of explanation.

To our regular readers, we do not deserve your assiduity, we are unworthy of your commitment. Eny fule kno, to quote the unrivalled Molesworth, that to keep a blog going you have to blog regularly, preferably every day. This I have not done. And I am sorry.

However I am not without explanation. We have been to Paris. Yes! To PARIS!

But not to the City of Light. No, we skirted the south of the city to head straight for the station Marne-la-Vallée. Yes! the stop for DISNEYLAND!

But we were not going to visit Mickey, Donald or any of his other friends. We were going to Multiplication, a short workshop run by Acts29. (Gentle reader, do not look for the 29th chapter of Acts in your Bible.You will look in vain.)

Yes. Church planting is what we are engaged in in Bordeaux. It is arduous, demanding and often solitary. Since last summer we were challenged to consider joining one of the church planting networks, of which it seemed to us there were three possible candidates, one of which is Acts29.

The aim of the workshop was to gather folk interested in the network and to share news of our projects, to get to know each other and to present some of the more unfamiliar features of the way they do things. In this case especially "Coaching". Think not of dalmatians and horses, but think rather of a structured and planned series of conversations designed to help you think through your circumstances and work through solutions.

Ou journey to Paris was uneventful and confortable. Train fares in France are expensive unless you book WELL in advance, which we never do, of course, but to upgrade to 1st class costs very little, so we travelled in electrically-adjustable big squishy armchairs with lot of legroom.

Coming back was a bit different. We arrived at the station through howling wind and driving rain to find that our train was delayed because of a power failure caused perhaps by the super-ugly weather it was making.

Aha! Twitter! I tweeted about it and sure enough an SNCF employee entered into conversation telling me when the train would come and how to go about getting compensation for the delay, etc.

Eventually our 16:30 train left Paris at about 19:30 and we arrived at Bordeaux almost exactly three hours later than planned, and far too late for our connection to Pessac.

In the past I haven't bought the connection to Pessac, thinking that when I got to the station I could then buy the ticket, but buying the connection has the distinct advantage that SNCF has the responsibility either to get you to the destination on your ticket or to put you up in a hotel overnight. So we went to the information desk where the helpful staff gave us some bottles of water and a snack pack and ordered us a taxi to Pessac. We arrived home at about 00:45.

I'll give a bit of feedback on the Acts29 thing later.

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