One of the many reasons for missing life in central London is Daunt Books. I’ve mentioned it a few times here, including in this post
Sacred Treasure Carl Trueman has a simply superb First Things piece on Covid19, human mortality and modern culture’s avoidance of death: The Final Enemy Justin
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
I can’t quite believe it but I first met Dani Oprean 12 years ago now, during my first visit to Romania. We had little idea
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’m starting a new occasional blog series with this post, which was stimulated by something I recently read in Daniel Hill’s challenging book White Awake: An
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
Sacred Treasure George Floyd left a Gospel legacy in Houston: tragedy piles on tragedy, but this is just one tiny glimmer of light. Having God
Back to some poetry now. I first came across a poem by Micheal O’Siadhail in a lecture when I was at seminary. But I can’t
There is so much good stuff in Eco’s collection that I couldn’t resist another outing after the last one (click the link for all the