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A Spy Story

Do some human activities have to be hell on earth? This spy novel portrays a man-made hell-hole, with not one chink of light about it.
As I read it on holiday, the world of Slow Horses seemed light years away from that of Jesus. Then I took a closer look…

Blisters and Blessings

Blisters can ruin your walking holiday. Fortunately, on our adventure in France, we were marvellously supported by our fellow travellers (or pilgrims). The blessings we received, and hopefully gave, greatly enriched our holiday.

On the Chemin – Back to the Future?

Whether it’s a walking holiday or a pilgrimage, the Chemin de St Jacques provides lots of time to reflect. As a weary traveller, I found myself being drawn back nearly 50 years to a special time of my life. But I’m looking back in order to move forward!

The Chemin de St Jacques – an Ideal Holiday?

This week, here’s a straightforward account of our walking holiday-cum-pilgrimage. Would this be the holiday you would choose?

To be a Pilgrim

A fortnight walking in France has provided a lovely, although physically strenuous, holiday. But it’s also challenged me to embrace a different sort of activism that springs from stillness, from spending time with God.

Parched Soil and Living Water

Sometimes I feel bombarded by Climate Change. This week, I’d like to share a golden nugget – to introduce you to a short video that is both moving and inspirational, that made me want to act and to encourage our church in our journey.

Old Boots for New

What d’you do when you spend out on a brand spanking new pair of boots, and you can’t wear them? When it’s not them, but your ageing body that’s the problem?
I reckon it’s all part of the challenge of ageing gracefully…

No Other Way

Should Good Friday be called Bad Friday, on a day that represents such intense suffering? Especially as our news headlines are filled with tragedy, horror, atrocities and woe?
I’m itching to share some thoughts that have recently fallen into place,

Journey to Bottom C

Here’s how I became a viola player. I ‘fess up’ to my shortcomings in our orchestra but explain how this proved just what was needed when we moved churches.

The Thrill of the Ride

YOU’VE GOT TO READ THIS BOOK – IT’S SO INSPIRING “What an extraordinary couple!” I thought. Sally, an articulate English lady with the air of a teacher, organised the children’s programme on Sunday mornings. Gibson, a short but muscular black man with shining eyes, seemed perhaps a little younger than she. He played the electricContinue reading “The Thrill of the Ride”