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Sacred Treasure Malcolm Guite’s sonnet to honour the great George Herbert Rick Barry at Christian Civics in the US has recently put out a video
Lockdown has caused the proliferation of podcasts, with every Tom, Dick and Harriet taking to the pod waves. And, slightly awkwardly, I’m no exception. But
Sacred Treasure There’s just so much going on these days, so much that is discombobulating, disturbing, and downright dysfunctional. Trying to get one’s head around
This one’s been a struggle, strangely. Hence the delay. I keep returning to the fact that Lewis’ original essay is entirely sufficient on the matter.
I was genuinely saddened by the news of Clive James’ death last year. He always struck me as such a fascinating and fascinated man, humane
It was simply impossible to keep on the usual trajectory of readings with the horrors on the news. Forget the virus. Forget the Brexit car
We can’t travel because of the virus. But one day we will… hopefully! So it’s worth gearing ourselves up with practical tips and advice. But
This will probably seem a very odd inclusion into the Echoes series. After all, journalism is as ephemeral as it gets. Most of it is
Today’s reading is neither poetry nor fiction but is prose of a different sort. It is one of C. S. Lewis’s great essays, one which
Previous posts Anti-Semitism in the UK: 1. 75 years after Auschwitz… Anti-Semitism in the UK: 2. The challenge of definitions Now I’m super-conscious that the
STOP PRESS: It is now available here from Langham Literature, and will be on all usual distributors soon. It came as a complete surprise to
I wouldn’t call it panic or even alarm, exactly. But we could call it mild perturbation. Nearly a fortnight ago, I finally departed the life