The Through-Line

Apologies, friends. I appreciate my last two posts were a little heavy and I had every intention of writing something lighthearted and fun this week. Then, well, Soul Survivor. Lord, help us. The Telegraph reported this week that a Christian ‘cult’ leader was being investigated for inappropriate behaviour, amounting to spiritual abuse. The problem being,…

Recommissioned

Well… thank you. After posting my last blog, two things happened. Firstly, a lot of people found various more eloquent ways of saying “ditto”. Others, generally just that little bit older and wiser, found ways to say, “well… what are we going to do about this then?” Both of which helped me find the courage…

Little Fires Everywhere

Greetings, and thanks for still being here… I appreciate it’s been a while. Apparently my paid plan needs renewing this week, so I am once again faced with the decision to invest or close shop! (Thus, if you are still here please do give me a wave, as it will no doubt help the discerning…

Adventures in Translation

Yesterday, Husband and I sat rather apprehensively in the kitchen, awaiting the arrival of our second (or technically third?) house guest from Ukraine. I realise now that it’s been a year since our first foray into this world, and I still haven’t written a jot about the many, many reflections this bizarre experience offered. (There…

A Journey in Words: Stars in Clay Jars

When I first started blogging 6/7 years ago, I did so very cautiously. I think I had this vision that I’d write something offensive, it would somehow go viral and I’d find myself in a tank full of pyrranas, unable to swim. So I set up anonymously on WordPress, disabled comments, spent a few hours…

Chasing Paper (Part 1)

Helpless, anxious, frustrated. Governments fall, crowds surge, gunshots fired. Where will they go? What will become of them? The first to escape have arrived. They’re in a hotel, hidden from view. Husband goes to visit, to see what we can do. There’s talk of playgroups, buddy systems, classes… But there’s tension in the ranks And…

The Invoice

Hello, it’s been a while. You could be forgiven for thinking I’d run out of things to write. Truth be told, there was just too much going on and all of it a bit too “people-y” to disclose. Working out how to report the drama of the year and the many refections it offered was…

All of the Answers

Last week we had a ‘vision day’ at Church; a kind of prolonged period of prayer, presentation and reflection that meant that the building was open for most of Saturday. Now, the thing I love most about doing this sort of stuff in an architecturally beautiful, historical building is that people do just wander in…

Diary of ANOTHER Lockdown: #12

Wow. When I finished the last Diary of a Lockdown series, I did not imagine getting to week twelve of ANOTHER lockdown- exactly a year after the last one began. Did you? Anyway. After last week’s rather gloomy offering, I have resolved to ensure this week is more uplifting. I am purposely seeking to keep…

Diary of ANOTHER Lockdown: #11

Saturday Husband seems to be working alot more this weekend. Either that or, now that the kids are back in school, the lack of family time is even more noticeable. (Or, even more probable, the fact he went to bed exhausted at 8pm last night when we were supposed to be ordering a curry is…

Diary of ANOTHER Lockdown: #10

Saturday It’s a Bubble-free day and the last weekend before the kids go back to school. They request a ‘lazy day’ and, as we have nowhere to go and no one to see, I am more than happy to oblige. So much so, in fact, that I see absolutely no reason to get dressed. We’ll…

Diary of ANOTHER Lockdown: #9

Saturday It’s our last Bubble Saturday for the foreseeable and the kids are making it very clear how fed up they are of this arrangement. Times are tough. They can’t see their own friends and no matter how I try to explain it, the unfairness factor is still a huge source of contention. Still. They…