Emily

While Emily is writing short biographies of the people we're most likely to talk about on this blog, I'm going to give you a short introduction to my co-Author and the person who had the inspiration to start this blog.

So, here we go.


Good looking, witty and intelligent, Emily's friends support her through trials such as living in that other diocese and explaining to her family her life choices (such as donning a mantilla.) Emily shares many of the same æsthetic qualities as her aforementioned friends and, unlike Nicky, Emily is both a girl and especially blond .

What is more, Emily's cry of "That sounds like a great idea!" lead to the formation of our group. Her willingness to come on a bar stroll (it's like a pub crawl on which one only visits classy establishments and does not imbibe alcohol) and our shared ability to miss the last train lead to our unashamed camping out in the SBG Adoration Chapel one Monday night.

Her uncanny ability to be a member of this group and not be male makes her the ideal person to take a turn around the block with, and allows us to share conversations that, well, the others just wouldn't get. It's a girl thing.

A wonderful sister in Christ, we are blessed to have Emily as group-biographer, Official Blogger, especially as she is - hands down - the best Presbytery Kitchen Cleanerer; and I am blessed to have her as a friend.

Tyson

Since we can't clearly remember how we met as a group, and since this blog was started in part to help us keep track of what happens in this group, I would like to introduce you to Tyson. (We might do some other introductions later, such as actually introducing ourselves. Or each other.)

Tyson joined us for the first time two weeks ago, after I met him at a meeting for Forty Days of Life (which begins on Ash Wednesday this year; you should come to it. Yes, you. More on what 40DFL looks like in other places in Australia: here)
On a personal note and given the history of 40 Days here in Perth, I was a tiny bit suspicious when he rocked up. My initial thought, which I quickly cast aside (when he recognised what "CYM" stood for) was that he was from one of the student groups who tried to 'get involved' last year in order to disrupt the prayer.
Anyway, after the meeting, after hearing that I was on my way to SBG, he kindly offered to drop me there. I offered to take him to The Presbytery and introduce him to the Priests & Br Gilbert. As heaps of us were there, he and I both ended up staying for a considerable portion of the night.
He has been at SBG almost as often as me this fortnight and might as well will move in.

I could tell you more about him, but I figure I'll wait until I actually have his permission to do so.






Pax in Christo
-Kelly