200th Anniversary of Charles Darwin

The beamishboy is celebrating Darwin's 200th Anniversary. I've borrowed some books from the library on evolution. In the Christian Teen forums that I go to, I notice that most American teenagers do not believe in the truth of evolution. What's become of Americans? What kind of education do they get there?

I just hope that all Christians will put a stop to Creationist lies. I discovered a couple of years ago that they actually circulate FALSE information as facts in order to prove their ridiculous beliefs. I can list some of the lies. But there are Christian websites that are doing this at the moment. They expose the lies of Creationists and they tell the world that you don't have to believe in Creationist lies in order to accept the Christian faith.

Creationists are such an embarrassment to us Christians. I daresay 99% of Creationists live just across the Atlantic. Just what did the Mayflower do to them?

The Hols!!!!!

Yoopsies doodles! Toads and poodles!!!

The hols begin tomorrow. It's the long leave for us but it's not really that long even though it's called "long". It's just a week.

Cheeeeeers!!!!

Accession Dinner

Last night was my first small concert for the year. This was at a dinner to celebrate the Queen's Accession. My House Master and I performed with our clarinets. We played Mendelssohn's Konzertstuck (Op 114) for piano and two clarinets. I had a large stocking placed over my exposed toes and cast so even though I used crutches to go on stage, I didn't look too weird. My Master called it a "noble injury" sustained while playing rugby for the school. I like that!!! We went through all three movements smoothly and without a hitch.

Another calamity befalls the beamishboy

When things go bad, they really do. Not only have I to go round on crutches, but I've caught a bad chill. It's all my fault. There was a lot of snow the other day and some of us decided to burrow through a mountain of snow. I may not walk but I sure can burrow. The House Master was furious with us but there's no rule that students are not permitted to burrow in snow.

But I've caught this horrid cold and it's affecting my rehearsal. It's very hard to practise on my clarinet for that solo performance. Particularly tough is Baermann's quintet, especially the 3rd movement which is allegro and has the tendency of making me breathless. My nose runs and it's pretty disgusting if I don't pause to blow my nose. How can one practise an allegro piece if one can't play an entire phrase without stopping?

My House Master told the Concertmaster that I was "totally and utterly irresponsible". But the Concertmaster was more intrigued that I could burrow through the snow with my right foot in a cast and he even asked me to show him where we did the burrowing but my House Master looked so angry that the Concertmaster was compelled to chide me a little. It was quite funny, I thought.

The worry is I CAN'T PLAY THE CLARINET WITH THIS DREADFUL COLD!!!