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.

Hove, actually.

The phrase, Hove actually, comes from the posh residents of Hove objecting to the notion that they are in any way connected to Brighton. Thus any conversation about where you might live would go like this: Person 1: Do you … Continue reading

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Now really.

Let me get this straight, I get paid to sit here at my desk and write some seminars about how much God loves, and I mean LOVES to spend time with us, and how wonderful He is in pouring grace … Continue reading

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Camper vans are SO cool

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Once again, there is SO much that we don’t know, there is SO much I don’t get. But we cannot escape the relentless love of our Father. This world is His, He keeps and will never stop keeping us. We … Continue reading

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My old friend the Blues.

So, I was sitting at a Jools Holland gig last night, we were at Audley End house in Saffron Walden enjoying the fine company of many people eating posh picnics and lapping up a summers evening of Blues. The Blues … Continue reading

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