Wednesday, December 14, 2016

How the NHS lost my man ...

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Here's a wee NHS story with a personal twist. I've been married to a non-person for the past 12 years - or is it 11? We did wonder, ...
Monday, November 07, 2016

Tolerant no more

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I haven't been blogging much recently - short form social media has been bad for me; it makes communication easy and brief. But I've...
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Friday, August 12, 2016

Hoolies I have known ...

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This startling photo was taken by Karen Brodie last Saturday as the participants in the Festal Evensong that had just celebrated 140 years...
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Thursday, July 28, 2016

Cross-Pollination

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I haven't posted for a bit. It's not that I haven't been sitting at my desktop: far from it. But from being someone who rarely u...
Friday, June 24, 2016

A song for a sad day.

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Brain keeps singing songs - even today, when the news is so bad and the country has gone crazy. Scotland votes to stay in Europe? No matter....
Monday, June 20, 2016

Song

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It's strange how one can be so influenced in one's writing by what's going in - visually, through reading the work of other writ...
Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Unpredictable - a poem revisited.

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I've finally got round to some revising - a poem I wrote in Vietnam, in the heat and humidity of our first days there, before I'd se...
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Monday, March 14, 2016

Fair buzzing in Oban

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Victorious table at dinner I've mulled it over for the past five days, but now I realise that Synod reports are being demanded - not...
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Monday, February 01, 2016

Of urban open spaces and a post-war childhood

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I was reading the other day about a dispute over an area of land in the West of Glasgow which is currently used as a (relatively) wild place...
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Sunday, January 17, 2016

A cold collation ...

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The weather wasn't promising. Snow yesterday and a cold night - a typical recipe for a stressful cold coming to church in the morning, w...
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Thursday, January 07, 2016

The meeting

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THE MEETING This the night when under the dark dome the hard stars shine and that one shines brighter than them all, the night when ...
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Saturday, January 02, 2016

Sere or sage?

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No, it's not a typo. In fact, I'm rather pleased with the title of this post, which came to me with the delightful inconsequence t...
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Thursday, December 24, 2015

The ghosts of Christmas Past

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It's a strange phenomenon, the power of Christmas Eve to resurrect memories so strongly and yet so randomly. As I listened to the firs...
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Saturday, December 12, 2015

Three snacks and out

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I found myself, in a procrastinating moment, leafing through a leaflet from the Co-op, a Christmas leaflet promising all manner of festive t...
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Friday, December 11, 2015

All we go down ...

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I was at a funeral yesterday, not as a mourner but as a provider of music, one of a quartet singing the Kontakion for the Departed at th...
Saturday, November 21, 2015

Dragons on Social Media

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Now here's a thing. I have an ambivalent attitude to Facebook. It shows in the fact that I very rarely post directly to it; I will sh...
Monday, November 02, 2015

Remembering on All Souls

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Holy Trinity Dunoon: All Souls This evening we remembered. We lit candles in front of the altar for family and friends lost. We conside...
Thursday, October 15, 2015

A Mass of Questions

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Was it wise to get me started again? Today I have a question. A question that returns to trouble me when I stray beyond my accustomed paths ...
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Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Planning or living?

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This blog post is an act of conscience, brought on by Kelvin's reminder of how much I've been neglecting my blog. So here's a w...
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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...