Safely outside the comfort zone…

I’m writing this as I sit at our reception desk in Worshipping Space in the middle of The Big City. I am here, unusually, so that Esteemed Colleagues and Wondrous Volunteer can go and have a conversation. It feels good to have enabled this, though it is possibly one of the roles in this community… Continue reading Safely outside the comfort zone…

“Look at me, I’m a……”

He and his little sister were running round the park, in and out of the flower beds and the birds. “Look” he said as he stretched forward his head and bent up his arms “I’m a pigeon”.His younger sister squealed with laughter and copied him. They strutted round the park being pigeons, having a fantastically… Continue reading “Look at me, I’m a……”