“It should be here any minute now.” The six of us gazed hopefully up Nelson Street in Bradford city centre. One after another, buses were cautiously negotiating their way through the snow drifts, pulling to a stop beside the three shelters. Our own stop was positioned round a bend on a road called Hall Ings,Continue reading “Ordeal in the snow”
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Party Time in South London
“Don’t worry, Grace”, said I to our 3-year-old granddaughter as she sat shivering in her pushchair. “We’re all wet and cold, but we’re nearly there. We can get warm in the Horniman museum….Hey?? What’s this notice strapped to the railings? “No way, it can’t be closed – it’s the one place we thought wouldn’t beContinue reading “Party Time in South London”
Three Plastic Cartons…
…Les, Phil and Chris, sat on a kitchen shelf at the Golden Dragon takeaway. In wandered a young man wearing a smart leather jacket and his high-heeled girlfriend, bedecked with bangles and a pretty necklace. He fancied Chow Mein, she a Chicken Curry. The chef went to work, eventually grabbing Les, filling him with rice,Continue reading “Three Plastic Cartons…”
The Tree of Life
“Now, think of as many words as you can to describe a tree, and how it makes you feel.” So said the leader of our workshop, based on the book, “The Man Who Planted Trees”. Several minutes later, the flipchart was adorned with the most beautiful, complimentary words. Anyone would have been delighted to beContinue reading “The Tree of Life”
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”
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…”
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…
Saturday 6th May 2023 – An Adventure
Did you enjoy the Coronation weekend? The people I’ve spoken to, have had mixed reactions. As for me, I’ve never before appreciated the pageantry of state occasions. But this time was different.
I wanted to share why I found it exciting. I bet you’re sick of debates about the value of the monarchy. So, I wrote a short story instead, with my comments at the end. Hope you like it!
New Life, New Hope
Do you become excited as Spring arrives? Welcoming the newly emerging blooms in the garden is like welcoming guests to a party!
The new life and hope of Easter and the risen Jesus is mirrored by nature. It’s a hope that men and women need more than ever before!
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