In these days of TripAdvisor and other websites that carry reviews of people’s holiday experiences, I may have become a little blasé about what I expect to find when I reach my destination. It must be pretty good, mustn’t it, or no-one would go there?…
A ghost enters the room but no one notices The grey, impenetrable swell of human conversation rises, falls and rises, and the faint smell of something supernatural dissipates In the mirror it is as if nothing happened except smoke: no collateral…
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Fleets of driverless lorries will be trialled on Britain’s motorways next year, we have been warned. I say “warned” because the idea is so obviously insane. No doubt a computer has predicted that all will be well, global temperatures will…
No respite for the trees: like soldiers they stand, attending to every kind of weather It rushes roughly against their innocent bark or touches their limbs seductively in the deceptive dark No hiding under tiles or blankets: arms out, they…
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The following article was published by Barnabas Fund on its website. It merits wider circulation. Admittedly publishing it here doesn’t help much, but feel free to share it. Sweden is about to deport back to Iran a well-known Iranian actress who has left…
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If home is where the heart is, there are a number of places on this transitory sphere that I could call home. Several of them are in Scotland, and one of them is a fairly remote spot near Braemar called the…
While you sleep, and the sun creeps between branches, shooting inquiring glances into the deep, aching pool below the ravine, a woman walks into the wilderness. As thrown wood circles, rejected by the snow-cold flood, your blood drifts uncertain in…
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I was walking through our local park the other day – I say park, but it’s basically a roughish piece of grass surrounded by nameless plants and bushes that are kept under control by the Old Library Park Collective. You may…
The way the drummer girl moves her wrists – those flashes of blue – and the way she smiles, thinking of something else, remind me of you She has a flair and a rhythm that defies the sudden rain but…
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Politically, I share by no means all the views of Tim Farron, the former leader of the Liberal Democrats. I do however deplore the way he was hounded out of that position by the “illiberal elite” who find Christianity hard…