Category Archives: From the basement

I’ve written lots of things over the last few years, some I think are worth reading again. Search through the old boxes and see what’s down here.

the start?

Welcome, have a seat. To explain or not to explain? Look around the room for a moment, breathe, maybe put the kettle on. OK. There is little room for explanation.  A few lifetimes ago, or possibly just last week I … Continue reading

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Still fighting it…

One of my many and varied problems with life is the constant desire of my brain to live for the next thing. You know the senario, to get through the day you think of the great thing that will happen … Continue reading

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5 things

5 Things I love about summer. 1. The sound of wood pigeons in the distance. Don’t know why, but the soft cooing sound makes me feel safe and happy. 2. Never wearing socks or shoes. 3. The ridiculously pretty golden, … Continue reading

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What are you talking about?

Every now and again my brain double de clutches (no idea what that even means but it sounds bad…) and rejects a word or phrase that Christians like to say a lot. When I say reject, I mean groan inwardly … Continue reading

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So long, farewell…

Today I got up at silly o’clock in the morning to wave my aformentioned brother and sister in law and small nephew off at the airport. They are off on an exciting journey to Canada, Regent college in Vancouver gets … Continue reading

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