I love to write. It helps me know what I am thinking, and forces me helpfully into some attempt at coherence. Sadly, I don’t like people reading what I write. Yes, I know. I didn’t say I always made sense! One of the aims of this blog is to help me tackle that particular bit… Continue reading Incomplete Thoughts
I must be getting old. I seem to hear myself say more and more often “when did that change?” – of a whole variety of “that”s. Walking down a road I know well with Beloved Other this morning, we amused ourselves with noting how many of the shops had closed, been refurbished, opened new displays… Continue reading On the changingness of things
Today, I opened the kit of one the caravans I am going to build for my seaside scene. I laid out all the pieces and opened the plans. I identified the pieces and laid them in order. And then I put it all back in the bag, and put it away. I can do it,… Continue reading On not building a caravan!
One of my friends on FB posts lots of wonderful photos (well, actually, lots of my FB friends do, but bear with me). Today, the photo is of a “passing place” – one of those little lay-byes in the single track roads that mean that when two cars meet, one doesn’t have to reverse all… Continue reading Passing Place
On about June 23rd, Beloved Other starts to say “Ah, the nights are drawing in….” And I rebuke him for being predictable and boring. To which he responds that it’s not him, it’s the turning of the seasons! Today, however, I have to concede that he is right. It may be the thunderstorm that is… Continue reading The nights are fair drawing in….
It’s been a demanding and interesting week. Rather too much stuff and not enough time to process it. But I am still here, I am still upright, and if I don’t have a sermon yet, there’s still 36 hours to go (can you see how hard I am working at not panicking!) But, it’s been… Continue reading Gratitude!
Since I can’t help overhearing, I can’t help judging (well, I could, if I were a nicer person, but as yet, I am not!) So, I am sitting trying to write a sermon – failing sadly – and I can’t help hearing the conversation at the table next to me. It strikes me that some… Continue reading To see oursel’s as ither see us