April is surely with us, with text-book weather for the month - beautifully
sunny one moment, chucking it down with rain the next. I just about dodged the
showers to do my shopping, and was certainly grateful for the shopping centre
being under cover, and even when it wasn't raining, the skies were pretty inky
and threatening-looking, with the odd rumble of thunder.
Annoyance of the day has to be that Chappells have now reduced the price of my
guitar effects by a whole seventy pounds - though when I got it in January, it
was in the sales, so I didn't quite pay the full price, thankfully. I guess
this is just the way with hi-tech stuff's pricing, though I always thought Zoom
gear was normally priced about as cheap as it could go.
On the other hand, falling prices of hi-tech stuff are - sometimes literally -
music to ones ears. For example, I've been thinking for a while about getting
a portable MiniDisc recorder, and just about every time I look at them, they've
been reduced by another twenty or thirty quid, so by the time I've finished
procrastinating, I should easily be able to afford one.
The open exhibition area saw a display of the new Mercedes A-class, and despite
all the bad press about their stability - which I gather has now been rectified
- I have to say I quite liked the design. There are certainly prettier cars,
but at least these were both stylish and functionally-designed for safety and
so on. Shame about the basic model's price tag, though.
Embarrassment of the day - since I managed to get my Burger King order right
this time - had to be when I was looking at the cheap-and-nasty CD stand on the
market, and the table behind me collapsed, scattering panpipe and singalong
discs everywhere. No-one seemed to care too much - and it was nobody's fault -
but it left me somewhat trapped amongst the pile of junk.
So that was Saturday, with April's busy Celebration day ahead of us. That
means the morning meeting is the whole of MKCF together at Radcliffe School in
Wolverton, rather than being in our area group at Springfield School. The
evening meeting - again for the whole fellowship, but smaller in number for
various obvious reasons - will be at Springfield, however.
I have to admit that I don't always find the Celebrations to my liking; I tend
to get lost in big crowds at the best of times, preferring the more intimate
nature of smaller meetings. However, the music is normally a step up from the
weekly fare, and the guest speakers they get in for the events - preaching both
morning and evening - are often top-class in their field.