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For the Fallen
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children England mourns for her dead across the sea. Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit, Fallen in the cause of the free. Solemn the drums...
View ArticleTalking to the Baptists about Mary
Well, it beats talking to the taxman about poetry. An alternative title for this post could have been “always do, sober, the stupid things you say you’ll do whilst drunk.” I was at a Shipmeet in, err,...
View ArticleLaudare, Benedicere, Praedicare
This is a slightly edited version of a talk that I gave to a group of Baptists on Spurgeon College’s “Equipped to Minister,” course, which is a training course for preachers, lay pastors and other...
View ArticleEat More Cake
(Not a Doctor) Gillian McKeith, Scottish poo-obsessive, is three months older than Nigella Lawson. Eat more cake. It’s clearly better for you. (Finally fixed broken links).
View ArticleI’m not dead
I have been busy, elsewhere. The website of the London Fraternity of Lay Dominicans is now live. Have a nose, see what you think (point out the spelling howlers in my Latin, I don’t mind).
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So, what else have I been up to?
Mostly, I have been learning how to sew, and whizzing about the district on Zephirine, my bicycle. Occasionally, I have been combining the two, as in this sewing project: Lumatwill cape and hat Yes,...
View ArticleI am, actually, genuinely, mad as hell.
There has also been drink taken, so this post may end in me sobbing over my copy of The Dark is Rising, proclaiming “I love you, I really love you, you’re my best mate you are,” and hiccuping. This...
View ArticleOh, my poor neglected blog…
Still, I’m back now, and I promise I’ll answer the questions I’ve been asked in the comments!
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In the immortal words of one of my friends, and in answer to this comment left on a previous post, “Why did you, who doesn’t like to stand up and preach to people or do this sort of thing generally,...
View ArticleOh dear oh dear oh dear
I swear that my credit card company has entered into a conspiracy with Mesh Computers to drive me utterly, howling-at-the-moon, certifiably insane. Wind back the mists of time to the beginning of March...
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