“Can I have some water please?” And then it struck me. My nearly 3-year-old granddaughter Grace whose buggy I was pushing, is no longer a baby. She’s become a little girl, able to articulate her wishes and needs. Steering between shoppers on the High Street, I fished her cup out of a bag so sheContinue reading “A Wet(tish) Weekend in London”
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A Tearful Weekend
Cover picture from Dreamstime The voice was unmistakeable. I tried to focus through my tears, but my vision was blurred. Surely this must be one of those strange delusions, the sort I used to have? Only, those were filled with grotesque, bear-like creatures who demanded my body, causing me to emit blood-curdling shrieks with wild,Continue reading “A Tearful Weekend”
A Moving Day Tale
“Ann? Oh, I’m glad I caught you. It’s a while since we’ve spoken. I just thought I should call you and ask how you are.” “Well, yes Jane, I’m glad you’ve rung. I’m moving house today. The removal van’s been round, but I’ve still got lots of stuff in my garage and, to be honest,Continue reading “A Moving Day Tale”
Happy New Year! Making Memories
“Oooh, isn’t this a luxury!” said party-pooper me as we turned off the light and snuggled into our pillows. It was 11 p.m on Sunday 31st December, and a night at home had seemed the perfect conclusion to our quiet Christmas week. Such a contrast to our normal busy lives… Not that we’d hidden ourselvesContinue reading “Happy New Year! Making Memories”
Not many fathers…
A slightly expanded version of my tribute at Brian’s Thanksgiving service on 20th October ‘Thank heavens ‘, thought I, ‘that I don’t have THAT guy for a home group leader!’ It was the mid-eighties, and my workmate was telling me how he’d discussed a complex situation with his small group leader at church in Dewsbury.Continue reading “Not many fathers…”
Alive ‘n kickin’!
Brrring, brrring…“Hello, this is the Brighouse branch…” “…So, I’ve a Mrs Briggs here who wants to know why she hasn’t received a replacement for her debit card. It’s expired, and she hasn’t got another one…” “…oh no, it’s not her that’s expired, it’s her card… “…look, I can tell you she certainly isn’t dead! She’sContinue reading “Alive ‘n kickin’!”
A Capital Weekend
Organising a family weekend in London is a great challenge. You’re spoiled for choice, but beware the heaving crowds, the occasional rainstorm and the time it takes to travel to/from your chosen destinations. My wife Jane planned it all meticulously, and we all agreed it had been a great success.
We all needed a rest the following week…
Communiquer, c’est bon!
I think this was the complete opposite of a package holiday. Certainly a change rather than a rest! It was a relationship holiday, much of it spent communicating in French. And it incorporated some nice surprises as we stepped out of our comfort zone…
The Confessions of Secret Santa
Our grandson Sam is rapidly growing up! Reading has given him a new independence and a confidence. But it’s been wonderful to see him taking pleasure in giving, as well as receiving, gifts this Christmas.
Surely you can’t be serious?
Some of the testimonies we heard at New Wine were so extraordinary, they’re too good not to share. Surely God doesn’t speak to people nowadays?? Or DOES he? And if so, what impact does it have on their lives?
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