You have to feel sorry for the early church. As well as having to do business without the benefits of risk assessment and health and safety policies, they also had to manage without parochial church councils – all things that…
Read: How did Christianity manage without the Church of England?
That’s how it was, a few trees scattered carelessly but standing proud as if to say this was not our idea, this waste of space this temporary place: the abandoned building, the uneven paths, the leap in the dark, sparks…
Read: The abandoned library
Shock, horror: cinemas cannot show adverts that reflect a basic belief. Or so it seems. Digital Cinema Media, who handle adverts for mainline cinema groups such as Odeon, have caused a small furore by rejecting an advert from the Church…
Sometimes I think no-one at all is paying attention. All right, you may say, why should we pay attention? We have better things to do. But hold on, I say, I’m not talking about me. Well, that makes a change,…
A path raised like a wedge above high tide shoots straight as an earthy arrow outwards: in the evening sun you look back at the town, the remains of the day: the silent train, diners on the deck, cars dragging…
Read: Wells in autumn
In such a safety-conscious society as ours, it is surprising that anyone is ever urged to do anything dangerous. Scarcely a week goes by, however, without someone saying that the latest change to the transport system, however weird and irritating,…
I am a little confused about amnesties. I know I should be writing about Jeremy Corbyn, refugees or pigs, but I think they are being more than adequately covered. Commentary on amnesties, however, is somewhat sparse at present. My local…
As the fast train to Euston pulled out of Coventry I happened to notice that a train on another platform was scheduled to travel direct from Coventry to Bournemouth. I was deeply shocked. Or to be slightly more accurate, I…
As in a soup, spoon-hot, I float with noodles – the yellow tubes hold me up and I defy gravity, my organs mystified at the lack of pressure from above or below All is calm: I drift, waiting for God…
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On those surprisingly frequent occasions when someone asks me what I’m doing in my retirement, I cannot help but hesitate – because what I’m mainly doing is writing poetry. If I admit it, a glazed expression comes upon them, because…