The Guardian for one was intrigued. Theresa May and Angela Merkel, discussing our future post-Brexit on Wednesday and both clergy...

"L'horreur, à nouveau." This morning’s headline for Le Figaro says it all. A lorry has ploughed through a crowd during Bastille Day...

This blog comes to you from the Suffolk coast, from the picturesque town of Aldeburgh, where we are staying with old friends Sandy and...

1 July 1916, 7.30 am. I am writing this one century later, virtually to the minute. The Battle of the Somme has begun, the worse day...

So, folks, it’s the open sea. I grew up facing the open sea, living very close to the beach at Waterloo. As a child I would look...

This time yesterday morning Paul Knight was having his breakfast, thinking about the day ahead. No doubt as vicar of St Peter’s...

I’ve been scammed! It was my own fault, of course. I lacked vigilance. Our E111 cards for health care while abroad in Europe needed...

"Christianity without discipleship is always Christianity without Christ." Tough words from pastor Dietrich Bonheoffer who died at the...

“You can't heal what you don't acknowledge.” So concluded the much-travelled Star Trek's Captain Kirk. This goes for nations as well as...

Hi folks, “You can't heal what you don't acknowledge.”. So concluded the much-travelled Captain Kirk. This goes for nations as well as...

I collect capital cities. And so this morning we fly to Hungary in order to add Budapest to my collection. There is something strangely...

I hate litter, for what it does and for what it represents. This time yesterday some passing sociopath opened their car door just...

My annual battle with ground elder has now resumed. It’s not that ground elder is in any way harmful or even ugly: it just takes over. ...

Slow start this morning. Still recovering from Ed Balls Day. It didn't help with 28 April being on a Thursday this year but this didn't...

This blog comes to you from Barcelona of all places, a city I have been visiting off and on since a teenager. In many ways it is very...

“Ross, you don’t realise how significant your card has been!” Yesterday Jacqui and I travelled the nine miles over the moss to Formby,...

“Is anyone here from Liverpool?” My daughter was having breakfast at a residential conference in the Home Counties when suddenly this...

“I’m a liar. Born to lying, bred to it, trained to it by an industry that lies for a living, practiced in it as a novelist.” So...

Of course, the cross had to go – even at great expense to the college. Just beyond the Rochdale canal nestled De La Salle college in...

This Wednesday night, along with son-in-law Andrew, I managed to be thrown out of the Tower of London and then locked back in. All I can...