So far the church hasn’t had a lot to say on what is claimed to be the best-selling book in British history – Fifty Shades of Grey, an erotic novel by EL James that has sold 5.3million copies in the UK since April. Continue reading “Ignatius Loyola and Fifty Shades of Grey”
I have had worse partings, but none that so Gnaws at my mind still
There is a grief that runs all the way through motherhood.
The grief in going up to the loft to exchange the 0-3 month old baby-grows for the 3-6 month ones, the grief of withdrawing the breast and saying: “No more,” the grief of a child’s first day in school. Continue reading “I have had worse partings, but none that so Gnaws at my mind still”
Theodore Roethke – The Waking
I would love to share a poem that is a great solace to me as I’ve been unable to run for five months, due to injury.
It’s a poem that has kept me steady in the shaking of living with Multiple Sclerosis too. Continue reading “Theodore Roethke – The Waking”
My ideal personal trainer
I have had three personal trainers in the past five years – all young, all men and all so lean you would use a vat of olive oil should you ever need to fry them.
I’ve liked them all, and I’ve learnt different things from each. Continue reading “My ideal personal trainer”
Arch says “thank you” – and makes me sad
There I was making all the preparations for Arch’s fifth birthday – cake (tick), presents (tick), balloons (tick), card (tick).
“Now darling,” I said. “There’s something you need to learn and it’s very important. Continue reading “Arch says “thank you” – and makes me sad”
My first “fun run” in Kings Heath Park – how I did it
Why is a 5km run known as a fun run? That is a question I used to ask myself as I sweated it out on the treadmill – panting, smelly and desperate to sit down after a mere 3km’s interval training.
A 5km run is said to be for families and beginners. But despite years of working out at the gym, I would feel defeated after running little more than half that distance. “How do other people do it?” I wondered. “I can’t carry on any more…” Continue reading “My first “fun run” in Kings Heath Park – how I did it”
“Spirituality” slows down blogging
“Spirituality is when the inside of things is bigger than the outside” – Richard Rohr.
I came across that quote while I was taking a look at the new website of St Saviour’s, Bridge of Allan where my brother is rector. Continue reading ““Spirituality” slows down blogging”
Why I was not proud to see Arch being a star in his nativity play
Last time I blogged, I was asking for help.
My pride at my four-year-old son, Arch, felt so overwhelming I felt it should not be seen in public. I wondered how other parents handled (or concealed) this obscenely primitive emotion. Continue reading “Why I was not proud to see Arch being a star in his nativity play”
Greenbelt 10 – (heaven might be a racecourse full of people)
I’d love to take the credit for this poem but I can’t. My only credit is knowing the utterly brilliant Rosie Miles. Fans of Greenbelt Festival, read and enjoy.
If heaven (2) Continue reading “Greenbelt 10 – (heaven might be a racecourse full of people)”
Work-life balance? That’s the least of it.
I get heartily sick of the challenge of raising a family being characterised in terms of work-life balance.
Who thought of that phrase? Continue reading “Work-life balance? That’s the least of it.”