One of oddities I recently found in my local second-hand bookshop was “Misery and Misfortune: Sudden Deaths in Suffolk 1800 – 1850”.
This isn’t the story we thought we were in.
I’ve been vicar of St Martin’s for eight years but I still find myself baffled by homelessness.
During lockdown I subscribed to an online course. The theme was ageing wisely. The main thing I learned was that I should be old enough and wise enough not to waste my money on such things!
The logo created to advertise Telling Encounters, this year’s Disability conference, features the burning bush.
My first post-COVID non-virtual service was in my parents’ ancient parish church a couple of weeks ago.
The recent weather challenges the rather pompous patronising saying that ‘horses sweat, men perspire and ladies glow’.
Last Saturday at our Nazareth Community meeting we read the Gospel passage, Matthew 26:36-45, where Jesus went to pray in the garden of Gethsemane with his disciples.
One of the joys of lockdown has been being part of the lay compline rota.