Thursday, September 03, 2015

Washed up - a poem for today

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Washed up The children on the beach have no cares. Their garments lap upon the waves that brought them here. They are not playing - t...
Wednesday, September 02, 2015

The Education debate - a builder's take

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I was chatting to our builder yesterday about schools. It seemed to me that this successful tradesman, running the building firm that he inh...
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Friday, August 28, 2015

Women and men and trains - and Jeremy.

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I clocked Jeremy Corbyn's thought about women-only compartments on trains but didn't dwell on it until I read Kelvin's post and...
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Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Tea-parties and bigotry

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I've just been reading a most unedifying church magazine. It's called SATNav, and purports to help the good people of Ayr to navigat...
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Monday, August 24, 2015

No scones, no stereotypes

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I found myself thinking about Mission in church yesterday. I suspect something in the sermon triggered such thoughts, and the reflection ...
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Saturday, August 22, 2015

Proud to march with Pride

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I'm no novice when it comes to marches, gatherings, protests and the like - from joining in a CND march when I was 16, the day afte...
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Saturday, August 15, 2015

The Missing Link

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 Readers of this blog will know that I've been dabbling in my family tree - can one dabble in a tree? It was this photo that clinch...
Monday, July 20, 2015

Rummaging among the ancestors

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James Roger Stewart in 1937 I've been spending today, this rainy day, in the company of shadows. Piqued into action by a succession...
Tuesday, June 16, 2015

There, then, you have it. Synod recollected in tranquillity.

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We used to have an English teacher, a formal, pin-suited, begowned sort of chap, who was in the habit of saying "There, then, you ha...
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Monday, April 27, 2015

Being Wilma, or a day in the life of a church organist.

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I shared the joke on the right the other day, on my Facebook page. Dead funny, eh? Wee Wilma with her big organ and her shotgun. Snigger. ...
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Monday, April 13, 2015

The Road to Siem Reap

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Listening to Vaughan Williams as I am borne along  a Cambodian highway the red dust billowing at our passing I hear the co...
Friday, April 10, 2015

A glimpse of heaven

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It is 4.15am when the phone rings. Our alarm call drags me from sleep in the strangely lucid state that such sudden awakenings sometimes...
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Tuesday, April 07, 2015

A visit to Hell

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I've been putting it off, I realise - but now, before I allow it to fade in my mind, I have to write about my visit to Cambodia's ...
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Saturday, March 28, 2015

I'm back ....

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Saigon skyline I've been away. I'm back. And actually I've been home for a fortnight, but so far I've not felt able to ...
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Monday, February 23, 2015

Another birthday, more memories ...

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Another week, another rush of birthday memories. My second son was born on a bleak February day 37 years ago, exactly 4 years and one week a...
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Monday, February 16, 2015

I remember it well ...

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 I've been thinking about birthdays today - not least because it is the birthday of my firstborn. Now he's a very adult person and...
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Wednesday, January 21, 2015

On cooking, baking - and custard creams

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I've been thinking about food. Or, to be more accurate, I've been thinking about cooking and baking and how I feel about these activ...
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Saturday, January 10, 2015

A kind of madness ...

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It's a sort of madness, I suppose. This need to be out of doors, preferably away from streets and cars and - if I'm honest - other...
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Wednesday, January 07, 2015

Snuffing out the candles

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 We are in the season of Epiphany. Today I took down the (moulting) tree, put the decorations back in the loft, looked out at the rain, no...
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Sunday, December 21, 2014

Crisis? What crisis?

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In what has been described as the biggest crisis to engulf it in living memory, over 50 Scottish Episcopalian Church (SEC) clergy – arou...
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