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When the song of the angels is stilled,
When the star in the sky is gone,
When the kings and princes are home,
When the shepherds are back with their flock,
The work of Christmas begins:
           To find the lost,
           To heal the broken,
           To feed the hungry
           To release the prisoners,
           To rebuild the nations,
           To bring peace among people,
           To make music in the heart.



'Christ has many services to be done; some are easy, others
are difficult; some bring honour, others bring reproach;
some are suitable to our natural instincts and material
interests, others are contrary to both. In some we may please
Christ and please ourselves, in others we cannot please
Christ except by denying ourselves. Yet the power to do all
these things is given us in Christ who strengthens us.'

From the liturgy of the Baptism of the Lord




From the Ministry Team: February 2006


Dear friends.

One of the good things about the Calendar of the Church of England is that we keep the season of Epiphany right through to Candlemass, with white being the colour for the vestments and the Crib remaining in place. Of course it is difficult keeping the "Christmas" feeling going when life has returned to what passes for normal, but during the Epiphany season we are drawn to consider themes of vocation and mission as well as observing where the journey of the Magi took them.  On the day of writing this we renewed our baptismal promises on the Feast of the Baptism of the Lord. Just as Our Lord's baptism was for Him the beginning of Ministry and Mission, so we are reminded that through baptism each of us is called to Ministry and Mission. It's not about a dog collar - it's about taking God seriously.

That often comes at a cost though - time is costly, our financial giving should be sacrificial, and of course we are preaching a message in a world which often wants to hear the opposite. It is no coincidence that the very day after celebrating Christmas we celebrate a martyr's death, St. Stephen. A reminder that the Christian life is not all tinsel and turkey! Far from it.

Looking back on 2005 we have certainly much to be thankful for; A new form of Eucharistic worship now on the first Sunday of each month, seeking to engage and involve more people of all ages; a regular bible study in the context of the eucharist on a Friday evening coming as a result of the parish survey undertaken by the
mission group last year; a Christian "basics" course, again as a result of the survey, giving an opportunity for us not just to share our faith together but to listen, learn,
question and debate. A new approach to our ministry with those seeking baptism for their children; a new team of Eucharistic ministers able to offer to take Communion to people each Sunday in their homes if they wish, an over 65's holiday club - a first for our United Benefice. All in all some marvellous new innovations. Of course not everything will please everyone, but it would be a very peculiar world (to say nothing of a peculiar church)  if all  the people  were pleased  all the time!  I feel sure that these blessings have come as a result of our prayers and seeking the guidance of the Lord for our two parishes. After all we pledged ourselves to using a prayer for Mission - is it that impossible to believe our prayers are being answered? How often do we truly look for answers to prayers we have offered?

For the Magi, their agenda was most certainly set by the Light of the Lord as they journeyed into the unknown. We could do no better in this Epiphany season than to consider how they let themselves be guided, as we seek to place ourselves into the Lord's hands to do His will.

I am certain that 2006 will be every bit as exciting as 2005, if not more so!

With my love and prayers

Father Neil

                Lord, you call us to your service:
                'In my name baptise and teach,'
                that the world may trust your promise,
                life abundant meant for each,
                give us all a clearer vision
                draw us in community;
                with the Spirits gifts empow'r us
                for the work of ministry.

  
    Thursday 2nd February   
    CANDLEMASS
    (The Presentation of Christ in the Temple)

    10.30am       Eucharist with hymns
    8.00 pm    Sung Eucharist & Procession of Light       
           Preacher:  Fr. Robert Hart (S. James, Haydock)

 

The United Benefice Dramatic Society
proudly presents:

Dick Whittington              

Wednesday 22nd February - Sunday 26th February

 Shrove Tuesday Dinner: 28 February
The popular PARISH DINNER will be at Master McGrath's, Scarisbrick, again. The price is as last year: £12.50 for 2 courses, £14.50 for 3. Cheques, payable to "Master McGrath's" to Audrey Dawson, please, before the dinner. A coach will leave St Faith's at 6.45 pm - the more on the coach, the lower the cost per person!

Diary of Events
Please make sure you get your copy from Church and please put the dates of events in your diaries NOW!

Money Matters!
Do you know how much it will cost to run S. Faith's in 2006?

Our Budget for 2006 requires us to raise £89,022

That means we need £7,418 per month
or... £ 1,712 per week
or... £ 243 per day
or... £ 10 per hour
or... 17 pence per minute!!

CAN YOU HELP US TO KEEP SAINT FAITH'S OPEN?


A Prayer for Epiphany-tide

Father, we thank you for revealing yourself to us in Jesus the Christ, we who once were not your people but whom you chose to adopt as your people. As ancient Israel confessed long ago, we realize that it was not because of our own righteousness, or our own superior wisdom, or strength, or power, or numbers. It was simply because you loved us, and chose to show us that love in Jesus.

As you have accepted us when we did not deserve your love, will you help us to accept those whom we find it hard to love? Forgive us, O Lord, for any attitude that we harbour that on any level sees ourselves as better or more righteous than others.

Will you help us to remove the barriers of prejudice and to tear down the walls of  bigotry, religious or social?  O Lord, help us realize that the walls that we erect for others only form our own prisons!

Will you fill us so full of your love that there is no more room for intolerance? As you have forgiven us much, will you enable us with your strength to forgive others
even more? Will you enable us through your abiding Presence among us, communally and individually, to live our lives in a manner worthy of the Name we bear?

May we, through your guidance and our faithful obedience, find new avenues in ways that we have not imagined of holding the Light of your love so that it may be a
Light of revelation for all people.

We thank you for your love, praise you for your Gift, ask for your continued Presence with us, and bring these petitions in the name of your Son, who has truly
revealed your heart.  Amen.


"... and falling to their knees they did him homage.
Then, opening their treasures, they offered him gifts of
gold and frankincense and myrrh."


Flying the Flag for the Church
Chris Price

At the Christmas Eve midnight mass at St Faith's, the visiting preacher, Fr Geoffrey Hardman, gave me food for thought. He spoke of the Roman Catholic Church as being the church of Good Friday, with its emphasis down the centuries on suffering and penitence. The Eastern Orthodox Church was seen as the Church of Easter, with its joyous (and lengthy!) liturgies and overflowing Eastertide churches. Our own Church of England was the Church of Christmas, with its gift of celebrating the great festival of the Nativity and Incarnation especially memorably.

Our own Christmas services, as ever, certainly lived up to this billing, and this is the time to give thanks for Fr Neil, and for all who, in so many ways, made this so and enabled our mission to the parish to be celebrated so splendidly for so many. But this article pays tribute also to the Church of England in Broxtowe, in Lozells, in Bow - and at the great cathedrals of Norwich and Gloucester. The first three of these places were celebrated in the Daily Telegraph on Christmas Eve: the other two hosted splendid midnight masses on rival TV channels. All five showed, it seemed to me, our church at its very best.

The newspaper article was called 'Faith under Fire', and it wrote of three parish priests ministering in the most trying and difficult of circumstances. The Rev. Philip
Nott, who ministers in a violent and deprived area of Nottingham, has been robbed and assaulted, and his family are almost under siege - but his work and witness have never faltered. In the Lozells suburb of Birmingham racial tension is high, and a recent violent confrontation between Afro-Caribbeans and Asians saw petrol bombs, burnt-out cars and shops and a fatal stabbing. Undeterred, 'a tiny woman in a dog collar and a sari' - Canon Jemima Prasadam, the local Anglican vicar, walks the streets, building bridges between communities and faiths, 'reaffirming the neighbourhood' and accepted and seemingly loved by all. Finally, the Rev Philippa Boardman, of St Paul's, Bow in east London, has rescued a dying church earmarked for closure and is building a living witness, despite having been shot at, received death threats and been dogged by a stalker.

The reporter, David Hughes, admits to being a non-churchgoer but is deeply impressed by these three priests, keeping the flag flying for the oft-derided national
church in areas  where almost  every other denomination had given up the ghost.  All three see themselves as ministering to everyone on their respective patches, whatever their faith or lack of it - the great and abiding strength of the Anglican parish system, it seems to me.  Hughes's final paragraph deserves quoting in full.

'I asked members of the congregations at each parish what life would be like without their churches and vicars. All were visibly appalled at the idea. Then one lady from Bow said quietly, "Let's just say that, whenever Philippa isn't here, life just isn't the same".'

The two televised services were from splendid mediaeval cathedrals, both packed with worshippers, and both powerful, colourful, splendidly ritualistic and
professionally presented. ITV had illuminated Norwich in the glowing, even garish olour floods that we at St Faith's remember from the BBC's Advent services here a year ago. There were celebrity readers (including Matthew Kelly and 'her off Coronation Street'), and solos from the pure-toned Hayley Westenra and the
packaged trebles of The Choirboys. The Bishop (well known to several here, and especially to Fr Dennis) presided impressively, and the ritual, the music and the
presentation were all splendid. There were several glimpses of our previous vicar Fr Richard amongst the assembled cathedral luminaries. The service, like those from St Faith's, was pre-recorded and slickly packaged.   

The service from Gloucester, my home and dearly-loved cathedral, was broadcast live in its uncut entirety by the BBC. Processions, rituals, incense, music and
consecration were shown as they happened, and it must have been a nerve-racking experience for all concerned. In particular, the lengthy process of giving communion to a full cathedral was shown in full, and very impressive it was too. The lighting was more natural, and the great round Norman pillars were shown in all their unadorned power and height. For my money, this was the more natural act of worship: all who took part seemed to be locals, and there was little sense of a
performance for the cameras. Long sequences of Vierne's Messe Solenelle acompanied the liturgy, the choir sang their hearts out, and the whole service was
allowed its proper heavenly length.

So: five handfuls from the lucky dip that is the Church of England. What they had in common was to show that our churches at this Christmas season are flying the flag in great style - and doing so at both ends of the spectrum. Whether ministering to tiny congregations in beleaguered inner city slums or giving it all they'd got in
incomparably splendid cathedrals, the Anglican Church, its priests and people, is doing what it does best - caring for all manner of folk in all manner of places. And
while this is so, we can be glad of it, and even proud to be part of a communion that can proclaim the truth of the gospel so well - and so movingly. 

Suffer the Little Children?
Judith Skinner

Over the past couple of months it has been lovely to see more children and young people getting involved in church services, with the family service organised by the mission group, the various Advent activities and the introduction of the crèche in the Chapel of the Cross. I feel this goes some way to making children and young
families feel more welcome in church. However something has been bothering me.

I recently overheard an extremely negative comment (no I wasn't eavesdropping) regarding children being involved in the Sunday Eucharist. Apparently a small
number of the congregation feel the children are a disruption and should stay in Sunday School throughout the whole of the service. I wasn't alone when I heard this,
my daughter was stood with me and asked the question "why don't people want us in church mummy?" I was angry to the point of tears. It wasn't the first time I had
heard comments like this during the 11 years I have been attending St Faith's.

I can honestly say that, in those 11 years, the number of people who have not made us feel welcome and part of a Christian family are only a small percentage of the
total congregation. I have however heard people criticizing my daughter about the way she conducts herself during service as an acolyte. How on earth are we going to be able to encourage families to join us at St Faith's when this kind of attitude continues? We have so few children and young people at St Faith's as it is.

Sometimes a morning at church can be like an episode of 'Eastender's: people talking behind others' backs, complaining about the kids, judging people who they
have never even taken time out to speak to. I am extremely proud of Emily, her dedication to her serving duties, her keenness to attend Sunday School as often as
she can, her impeccable manners and courtesy shown to others. I appreciate the lovely comments that other people have made in support of this and it hurts me to
think of people being so dismissive of our children. They are our future! Where will we be if because of comments like these, Emily and others like her will stop
attending? I hope, for the sake of our church, this will never happen.


Medical Mayhem

When a panel of doctors were asked to vote on adding a new wing to the local hospital, the Allergists voted to scratch the idea and the Dermatologists wanted no rash moves. The Gastroenterologists had a gut feeling that it was an inside job, the Neurologists thought the administration had a lot of nerve, and the Obstetricians felt they were labouring under a misconception.

The Ophthalmologists considered the idea short-sighted, the Pathologists protested 'Over my dead body!' while the Paediatricians said 'Grow up!' The Psychiatrists thought it was madness, the Surgeons wanted to wash their hands of the whole thing and the Radiologists said they could see right through it. 

The Internists thought it was a bitter pill to swallow, but the Plastic Surgeons said that recent events had put a whole new face on the matter. The Podiatrists thought it was a step forward, but the Urologists felt the scheme would not hold water.

The Anaesthetists thought the whole idea lacked sensitivity, but the Cardiologists did not have the heart to protest. Finally, the Proctologists told the Manager that they were sick of the whole thing, that he should pull his finger out and put an end to the matter.
 

The Long Drop

There were these three trainee padres undergoing assessment, who were told they had to undertake a parachute drop. They could refuse, but were urged to take the plunge and identify with the life of a soldier.
 
Up in the plane, the R.C. trainee waited for the green light. When the sergeant signalled him, he stood still. The sergeant touched his shoulder and said: 'The
cardinal orders you to jump'. He jumped. 
 
The Free Church minister likewise froze. The sergeant leant forward and said: 'Your congregation wills you to jump'. He jumped.
 
Finally the Anglican was called forward - and he too froze at the doorway. The canny sergeant shouted across to him: 'Your bishop absolutely forbids you to jump'

He jumped!
 
(Thanks for both these items to Jane Pitts, St Peter's Formby parish magazine)


The Annunciation
A sermon by Fred Nye

In 1489 an Italian priest by the name of Fra Roberto published a book of his sermons. Fra Roberto was one of a group of popular preachers who travelled widely
in Europe in the 15th century. They had a tremendous following and hundreds of  people would flock to hear them. Would that preaching were as popular today!
Unfortunately these preachers became just a little too successful and popular for the Pope's liking, and - sadly - they were banned by the 5th Lateran Council in 1512.

So much for the history lesson.  More importantly for us, Fra Roberto left us in his book of sermons an absolute gem of Christian devotion. It is in the form of a
meditation on the Annunciation. In reading this sermon we need to understand a couple of things about the Christian life as it was lived 500 years ago. The first thing
is that Fra Roberto's congregations would have been very familiar with the huge number of paintings of the Annunciation that adorned the churches of Europe at that
time. Mostly they would have needed only to look around them to see Roberto's sermon vividly illustrated even as he was speaking. These paintings were the
equivalent of today's overhead projector or Powerpoint presentation. And the second thing we need to understand is that mediaeval Christians were much better than we are at savouring each and every detail of a bible story. Fra Roberto in his sermon draws out the full meaning of St. Luke's Annunciation story, describing in detail each phase of Mary's response to Gabriel's message. And, if you are interested, you will find each one of Mary's turbulent emotions vividly portrayed in 15th century art.

"She was troubled at his saying." The news that Mary is to be the mother of the Messiah is unbelievable, and not a little crazy. In fear and disquiet she holds her
hand towards Gabriel in a gesture which is half defence, half rejection. This messenger, this message, is at best intrusive; at worst frightening and unwelcome.

"She cast in her mind what manner of greeting this might be." Mary holds up both hands in a gesture of puzzlement - her fingers spread as if to grasp  something that is elusive and invisible. The gesture is now of someone who is stunned and disorientated, someone trying to make sense of something, trying to get to grips with
what is strange and overwhelming.

"How shall this be?" The Virgin gestures to Gabriel with her right hand curved like a question mark. There is the beginning of understanding but a thousand questions. Why me? Why now? How can I be expected to do the impossible?

"Be it unto me according to your word." The Virgin's hands are folded together, palms inwards, in a classical gesture of acceptance. God's will is now her will, God's plan is now her plan. 'With God, nothing is impossible'. Mary's hopes for a just and God-centred future, expressed in the Magnificat, are now focussed on the Holy Child she is to bear.

The mediaeval preachers and artists haven't merely left us with a powerful insight into the role of the BVM in the Incarnation of Our Lord. They have left us with a sort of choreography of how God speaks to every Christian soul. On our journey of faith we are closest to God when we are at our most vulnerable. At times of change in our lives, times when we experience deep joy or deep sadness, our comfort zone gets broken down and God can at last reach us. It is at times like this, when we experience the deep realities of life, that God can change and renew our lives. We can see this happening when people come to faith, or return to faith, through the experience of falling in love, of having children, of surviving and recovering from illness or accident, sometimes even through the painful experiences of loss, bereavement and grief. And often the messenger comes, with soft and gentle wings, as death approaches. Whenever we are faced by life's challenges we can begin to understand the turmoil that Mary felt, as she struggled to come to terms with the Annunciation. We may not at first recognise Gabriel's arrival: the idea that God himself could be speaking to us is hard to believe when all we can think about is the intensity of our own personal experience. And the more painful the experience, the more we will reject the notion that God, if good, could be involved at all. But slowly, dimly, we begin to perceive that there is some sort of meaning there, that there is some sort of message.

Deep sorrow and deep joy make us ask God questions. If deeply happy the question is "How could I deserve this?" If deeply hurt, the question is often exactly the same. In that search for meaning God tells us of his total acceptance of us and of our lives, of his unconditional love for us whatever the circumstances, and of our utter dependence on him, in sickness and health, for richer for poorer, in life and in death.

There is a fifth portrayal of the Virgin in the Annunciation story. Here she is depicted alone and dumbfounded after Gabriel had left her. She continued to 'ponder
all these things in her heart'. And as she came to terms with Our Lord's quite unexpected and dangerous style of life and ministry, with the horrors of the
Crucifixion, and the awesome and inexplicable events of the Resurrection, her heart must have often remained in turmoil. She would have experienced all over again the emotions of the Annunciation: the denial, the confusion, the questioning and the acceptance.

Most of the time God's messenger is busy elsewhere and doesn't bother us too much. But every day we have to cope with the same dilemmas faced by Our Lady: how to cope with  the reality  of the Incarnation  in our own lives.  How can we  meet  God's demands to live out the Christian life fully, dangerously -  and all in the dim light of  that maddeningly  inadequate half-knowledge that he seems to give us? How can we respond when his demands are so unreasonable? I sometimes feel like a McEnroe playing on a sort of heavenly Centre Court, shouting at the Umpire "YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS!" How can we live our lives when a just and God-centred future seems so unattainable? How can we cope when our wish for a better world so far outstrips what we know we can actually achieve by ourselves? I guess we can only follow the example of Mary, and experience with her that Annunciation turmoil of  emotion that re-visited her throughout her life.

We can only trust God's power to achieve the impossible in us. We can only pray that  we may in the end be given the grace to say, with Mary, our 'yes' to God.

Are You Free?
David Jones

Are you free on any Saturday mornings in the summer from April to August for our season of Summer Recitals? The season starts on Saturday, 22 April and runs
through to the grand finale on Saturday, 26 August (the August Bank Holiday weekend). The church is open from 11.00am - 1.00pm and the recitals start at 12
noon, running for about half an hour.

We have a small but incredibly hard-working team who set up and put away tables and chairs, provide catering and help with administration each week, but we could do with more helpers! The more people on the rota, the easier it becomes.

If you can help, please put your name on the list at the back of church or speak to David Jones or Chris Price. Audrey Dawson manages the catering rota and would welcome more helpers too. Please put your name on the list or ring Audrey on 928 2770.

Thank you for your help and we hope you enjoy this year's programme.

End of Term Report
Our 'Man for the Minuistry': Autumn/Winter 2005

Hello everybody, on a scale of 1-9, I'm on 5!  What happened to term 4?  It was the fastest yet; it flew by. When I last wrote to you I was looking forward to the term starting in September with the new intake of students.

All went smoothly, my lasting memory of that residential weekend in Wakefield was the sense of community that exists amongst the students and staff. I felt the need to share conversation, to ease concerns and generally make the new students feel at home and welcome. But such sympathies were also directed at the students of my own year, with the added affection of the months spent together on this incredible journey, and to those ahead of me in the third year. As a new student in September 2004, I was unaware of any such community relationship and I wondered, as I looked at the drawn strained faces of some of the new intake if I had looked so worried. I probably did.

This intimate community of very different people (I speak of my own year now) has provided the gel that has held us together during this fourth term.

It has been a difficult term for us as a community but for me an exceptional term academically - I refer not to my grades - they are not for publishing! It has been
difficult in that we haven't had the normal amount of time as a group together, that is when West side Manchester based students get together with East side Mirfield
based students. Due to the size of our group our retreat in October and November had us split in two, the retreat was silent so we couldn't 'catch up' with everybody's news; in addition we have also had a teaching day at Mirfield, a Saturday, so it was a 'hello, how are you and goodbye'. There are some students whom I haven't seen since September and I will not be seeing again until January at the start of term 5.

Academically the term has been a corker! With the exception of a few epistles and the Gospel of Luke, we have been studying the New Testament. It has been
marvellous to examine, compare and reflect upon the work of the different writers and witnesses who have contributed to the New Testament. It has been fascinating to look at the ministry of Christ through the lens of the evangelists.  For example, comparing the desolation and mockery of Christ on the cross in St. Mark's Gospel with the triumphant 'it is accomplished' from St. John's, one can easily fall into the trap of having a 'preferred' Gospel, of having what some writers refer to as 'a canon within a canon'; a lesson learnt is that we need the balance of all four Gospels, a four-fold prism that both separates and unites.

Term 5, which as I write is in six days time, has its own challenges, my second placement. This time it's not a congregational placement but one in a 'sector
ministry', i.e. a chaplaincy.

I have chosen to work in Whiston Hospital in Prescot alongside the Chaplaincy team for the coming weeks.  In fact I have already started over the holiday period and have gained some valuable experience and precious insights to this form of ministry. My next update will no doubt reflect my experiences there.

I will not be around much in January and February due to the placement and the course constraints, so please accept my very best wishes for a blessed and happy 
new year.

Martin Jones


P.C. Year
Chris Price

No, not a reference to the amount of time the editor spends more or less shackled to his Personal Computer, but a few extracts from a recent newspaper compilation of some of the choicer examples of Political Correctness and allied social absurdities encountered during 2005. The paper is, needless to say, the Daily Telegraph, scourge of trendy excesses and the despair of liberals. Here are a few choice selections with which to bid 2005 farewell.

A constable who saved the life of a man who was high on drugs by stopping him jumping through a window was reprimanded. He was told he had used 'undue force' in holding the man back from killing himself. The man's father complained.

A teenage thug was ordered not to wear anything obscuring his face as part of the terms of an ASBO slapped on him for terrorising local residents. The ban was lifted after his lawyers claimed it 'interfered with his right to his personal development'.

A man whose leg was amputated three years ago was told to report for a new medical examination before his disabled parking permit could be renewed. The
council had all his details, but insisted that everyone seeking renewal had to be treated the same way.

Academics at Glasgow University spent £140,000 on a study which concluded that people went to coffee shops so that they could enjoy meeting their friends. The
report also revealed that when customers did not like the coffee in a particular shop, they stopped going there. Another study, this time of the power consumed by
electrical equipment, showed that turning them off was cheaper than keeping them on all the time.

Staff at a conference at another university studied the 'meaning' of David Beckham. They received a paper entitled 'Father Why Hast Thou Forsaken Me? Post-
Modernism, Desire and Dissatisfaction: A Case Study in David Beckham's Meaning'.

A 10-year old boy received a police warning for playing cowboys and Indians with his little brother. He had a tiny cap gun, but a police car screeched to a halt as he was firing it. The men inside - from an armed response unit - told him he could be arrested for wielding a gun.

Belgian politicians went to congratulate the country's oldest woman on reaching the age of 109. But a bureaucratic error ensured that no-one had recorded her departure for Paris in 1939 - or her death there in 1954.

Orthodox Jews should not sing in Hebrew while having a shower, according to a former chief rabbi in Israel. Hebrew was too sacred to be used in the bathroom. But it is acceptable to hum - provided no word of Hebrew crosses your mind as you do so.

A strip club in an Idaho town started advertising itself as a life-drawing class and gave pencils and papers to all its customers. The town bans public nudity 'unless it
has serious artistic merit'. The Erotic City's Art Night has proved a dramatic success.

Police called to damage at a mediaeval church refused to climb a gently sloping 13ft ladder to investigate because they had no specialist ladder training. Only specialist units can climb ladders of that kind, and none could be summoned because it was not an emergency.

A burglar in Bulgaria avoided a jail sentence by having a sex-change operation while on bail. Bulgarian law does not recognise trans-gender operations, so
technically the former man and present women are different people.

And finally, Czech officials started a campaign to cut down government bureaucracy and waste by closing down a directorate that they had set up to find
ways of cutting back on waste and red tape.


Hello Boys and Girls!
Leo Appleton, the Panto Producer writes...

Work is well under way and plenty of progress is being made on the fourth United Benefice pantomime, 'Dick Whittington'. Auditions were held back in
the summer, and rehearsals commenced at the end of September.

And now, after our Christmas break, it is time to pull all the various strands together, ready for our February performances. At the time of writing, music is being
finalised, props are being sought and waists are being measured.

The Dress Rehearsal of 'Dick Whittington' will take place in St Mary's Church Hall on the evening of Tuesday, 21st February. Then it will be time to put on the make-up and switch on the spotlights and unveil the show to our eagerly awaiting public.

Shows will take place:

Wednesday 22nd February     7.30 p.m.
Thursday 23rd February         7.30 p.m.
Friday 24th Feburary              7.30 p.m.
Saturday 25th February          2.30 pm (matinee)
                                                 7.30 p.m.
Sunday 26th February            2.30 p.m. (matinee)

Tickets will be priced at £6.00 (£4.00 concessions) and will be available from Chris Price from Saturday, January 22nd, on a strictly 'cash with order' basis..

It looks set to be a great week and a thoroughly enjoyable spectacle for all who come along to enjoy our performances.

If you can help with refreshments or front of house please get in touch with Chris.

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