We are just back from a week down south, with the children and grand-children, and I have been re-reading Evelyn Waugh’s Brideshead Revisited, published in 1945 the year I was born. I guess this book has been around all my life. There was certainly a paperback copy in our house in Wimbledon Park Road, theContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 146”
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Through a glass darkly – 145
Hedgehogs have never been a major part of my life. In our early days in Paris, Susie and I had a hedgehog that regularly visited our [first floor] garden. In the very hot summer of 1976 we fed the animal with stale baguette and milk [a big mistake – See below]. And the hedgehog leftContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 145”
Through a glass darkly – 144
Trump’s re-election is a mystery to me and to many European social democrats. [I would say ‘liberals’, but I am no longer sure what the word means.] We all know that he is a a self-obsessed egomaniac. And that he is a serial liar. And that he is a serial abuser of women. And aContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 144”
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My diary says that we are going to Grenoble this week, for another locum job. But we’re not going. Which I’m sorry about. Partly because St Marc’s is a diverse and welcoming congregation. Partly because Grenoble is an attractive city, surrounded by snow-topped mountains. [A city where our daughter Joanna lived for a year backContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 143”
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Susie and I were married on Saturday, January 11th, 1975. It seems a long time ago. I had just started working in Paris for Oxford University Press, and had travelled up from London on the train the previous day. Susie had given up teaching in Oxford the previous summer, and had been living at homeContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 142”
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We spent Christmas at Homelands at Lundin Links, enjoying time with Craig and Amelia and Eloïse, and the hospitality of Jan and Colin and Kitty. It was mild and dry, and our room looked across the links golf course to the coastal path of the Firth of Forth. Remembering the Sixties October 1962 is whereContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 141”
Through a glass darkly – 140
Books, books, books I’ve read 95 books during this past year, according to my omniscient MacBook. And I may well push on into three figures over the next ten days. It’s nothing to be proud of; Susie complains that I always have my nose in a book. The truth is that, because of a troublesomeContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 140”
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Advent 2 How long ? I very rarely put anything consciously religious on this blog. So, as a corrective, here is more-or-less the sermon that I preached at St Peter’s, Lutton Place, last Sunday morning, the second Sunday in Advent. The readings were from Malachi 3 and Luke 3. It was the first time IContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 139”
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The trivial round: 1 It has been freezing cold in Edinburgh in recent weeks. Our lives have been much enriched by a new walk-in shower and the purchase of an electric blanket. Which makes it easier to go to bed on cold nights. But harder to get up on cold mornings. I hobble around theContinue reading “Through a glass darkly – 138”
Through a glass darkly – 137
A shrinking world As autumn turns to winter it has been a quiet few months. Susie and I limp around, as if preparing for a Senior Citizens’ three-legged race. We had a day down in Berwickshire at the beginning of October, when I was preaching in Fogo. An old village church and a welcoming congregation.Continue reading “Through a glass darkly – 137”
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