Irina Ratushinskaya was an inspiration. I’ve mentioned her here before, having had a fluke encounter in a bookshop. She proved remarkably resilient in the most
Inevitably, this series’ lists are very personal and limited. It’s primarily a way of honouring those who have had an impact on me, but they’re
The urge to return to Uncle George was irresistible. He is so lucid but honest; so lightly humourous, but theologically weighty. I actually filmed this
I meant to post a fortnight ago, but it kept slipping my mind. Ironic really because this project completely commandeered my headspace for 10 whole
It feels relentless. We are in the 8th week of our family’s experience of Lockdown/Quarantine and while there are hints of change, there is nothing
It’s almost as if there’s a contradiction in terms between the glories of the early English spring and this season of Covid19 horror and fear.
This is Holy Saturday. It’s an in-between day, a limbo. It is deeply unsettling, especially if you need your world to be categorisable, identifiable, graspable.
For this Maundy Thursday, here’s a favourite purple passage. If I’d been on the ball, I would have obviously put the Alan Paton passage tonight.
So apologies are due; a daily echo was proving a little too much to manage, especially because we’ve been beset by various challenges in the
Time to get out of the house. We’re allowed out for up to an hour a day, which is just as well as we’d lose
Q regulars will know that William Cowper has been a personal favourite for years. He had to navigate the storms of mental illness throughout his
R. S. Thomas, I imagine, would not necessarily have had much time for me. I don’t really know why I think that (and I’m probably