A poem is like a chocolate…

but it is better than a chocolate... because you can eat it more than once. Prayer by Carol Ann Duffy is my current favourite. (You can find it out there in the blog world in plenty of places so I will signpost you to it but I'm not sure where I stand on reproducing it... Continue Reading →

Why bad stuff happens

I've been really poorly for about 2 weeks and for about 6 days during that time I had no voice. Keeping silent and staying in bed gave me far too much time to think and worry (bad) and lots of time to read (good).  I've blogged about the first of two books I read and... Continue Reading →

The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry

Wow! This is such a brilliant book. It was so good, I didn't want it to end. It was joyful, desperately sad (yes, I cried), realistic, hopeful without being twee and incredibly well written. A debut novel, Booker-prize listed. It's the story of Harold, who 6 months after his retirement hears that someone he worked... Continue Reading →

Sunrise with Smith and Hopkins

An 'ordinary' morning last week somewhere over Warwickshire: Immortal, Invisible God only wise, In light inaccesible hid from our eyes... Most Blessed, most glorious, Oh, help us to see Tis only the splendour of light hideth thee' (Walter Smith - hymn writer, well said Walter) Or as Gerald Manley Hopkins put it 'The world is... Continue Reading →

Mary and Joseph have gone AWOL

This morning, I came to tidy away the nativity figures from the top of our (now mostly eaten) Christmas cake. Mary and Joseph are missing. They were not edible . so I do hope no one nibbled them. I interrogated the most most likely suspect but under pressure he only yawned and looked at me... Continue Reading →

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