Category Archives: From the basement

My favourite place in the whole of England. And no. You can’t know where it is. It’s mine. All mine. Ha.

A question posed to me today in a coffee shop by the lovely Debs*. A Question that really is all about the interpretation. Well. Red in my life would be the new things that are happening this term, the friends … Continue reading →

A week goes past quickly and there is much to think about from the last week of life. Firstly a quote from Larry Crabb which kind of sums up the response I need to have to the last few days … Continue reading →

The end of the tunnel came with a perfect 24 hours with a friend. Which leads me to ponder on the greatness of times of just doing things you love. These are things that I love, and all were done … Continue reading →

On a slightly more interesting note, or perhaps one that won’t require the scorn of my one and a half readers. I’ve been loving Paul’s (that’s Paul of the Bible variety) sarcastic counselling methods recently. Sarcastic counselling is best practised … Continue reading →