Who’s afraid of the Permacrisis? Part 2

One of the joys of living in an otherwise female household (2 ladies, a 9-year-old girl and 3 chickens, plus our daughter Helen who often visits) is the craft activities that abound. Helen has taught our young house guest Olena how to cross stitch. One day I came across a sad tapestry with untidy threadsContinue reading “Who’s afraid of the Permacrisis? Part 2”

Who’s afraid of the Permacrisis? Part 1

Cartoon: from the Collins’ Dictionary Blog website Post office bosses under criminal investigation… UK ship sinking in Red Sea after Houthi attack…Putin shows off chilling convoy of missiles in Moscow…Biden’s hopes for Gaza ceasefire are wishful thinking…hopes of restricting global temperature rise to 1.5 degC almost gone… Whether it’s the BBC News, my Microsoft newsfeedContinue reading “Who’s afraid of the Permacrisis? Part 1”

A (Nearly) Car Free Week

Two weeks ago, I carried out an experiment. I decided not to use our car for a week. You probably wonder, “why should anybody do a silly thing like that?” At times, I wondered, too. Well, did you know that 20%, one fifth, of all the carbon we emit worldwide comes from transport? My littleContinue reading “A (Nearly) Car Free Week”

Progress in the 21st Century

“Yes, thanks, those seem comfortable and light. When can you deliver them?” Martin, our older son, had reached his 7th birthday and had decided he’d like bunk beds. We paid the shop and, a week later, a lorry drew up outside our gate. Two strong men carried first the lower, then the upper half intoContinue reading “Progress in the 21st Century”

Something Old, Something New…

Not since my worst production quality crisis at Kodak had I experienced such tightness in the chest. At least Day One was over. Our family of four huddled together in the Wendy House to eat quiche, baked potatoes and salad. This had been artfully put together by Jane in our makeshift ‘kitchen’, the remaining, tinyContinue reading “Something Old, Something New…”

Flog it! Confessions of a Rookie Ebay Seller

Buying and selling was never my strongpoint. So when I, Mr Space Saver at the community centre where I volunteer, was thrown a challenge, I was thoroughly out of my comfort zone. Throughout the last 6 months I have entered, and survived, a world of making ‘pigs’ ears’ seem attractive, listing them, selling them and packaging them – often large, bulky items.
Perhaps I should stick to my day job? But here’s what’s scary – this IS my day job!

A Special Event

It’s always sad to say goodbye to an old friend. I find it therapeutic to remember all the times we’ve shared.
But when someone dies in faith, looking forward to meeting Jesus Christ, death loses its sting (as St Paul says) and, through our tears, we can rejoice with them.

The Vale of Tears?

Are you up for a challenge?
The Calder Woodland Way seemed to present the ideal one when I needed to raise money via a sponsored walk. How did I get on?
Perhaps I took on more than I’d bargained for? but you’ll have to read this post, and its companion, to find out whether it was worth it.