We are now entering ‘last minute’ territory, at least judging by the headlines in this morning’s papers. The Times speaks for them all: ...

Over the months I have become a master practitioner in assembling the little cardboard box, the container chosen to safely convey my swab...

This Christmas is going to be outside. So I have bought, sadly from Amazon, our first outdoor projector lights to dazzle the...

“If the facts don't fit the theory, change the facts.” So tweeted Ivanka Trump in quoting Albert Einstein. Except that Albert never...

Q How fast does God move? A 3 mph. It’s a lovely morning (but rain is on the way). Outside my window the sun is...

I had been expecting Nicodemus but to my horror Diotrephes turned up instead. I was preaching at a service for the Heswall council of...

“This is not a circular.” I knew something was amiss as I opened the envelope and I wasn’t wrong: it was a penalty notice from a...

The question I kept asking myself watching BBC’s Roadkill this week was “Is this really true to life or simply David Hare projecting his...

The police, I know, are on full alert as we await the influx, invasion even, of those from the other side of the border. As Ormskirk and...

To forgive is not to forget but to remember aright. That seems to be have one of the conclusions of the report produced this week from...

Just like President Trump with the coronavirus, you can’t simply dismiss the threat of evil as if it wasn’t there. As he enters...

A blog to inspire, especially if you think nothing is happening and your labour apparently in vain. As author Jon Bloom observes...

MORE GLEE, VICAR? My heart goes out to Rev Dr Matt Davis, the new vicar just over the moss at St Luke’s Formby. Those of you who have...

You will regret it. I learnt that lesson the hard way yesterday when drawing cash at a Santander cash point. As I peered into the...

“Gross injustice demonstrates a basic premise: in our world: something is terribly wrong and cries out to be put right.” I’ve pulled...

“When difficult times are past and periods of growth and flourishing have come – when the wilderness seems far away – what do we do with...

Blokes of my age and era are notoriously bad in keeping in touch. I find, like Peter Kay the best way for keeping track of old friends...

“Where’s Zimbabwe?” I finally asked my fellow student Richard, responding to the prominent lapel badge he invariably wore with the legend...

“Ross, you look just like your father!” Only yesterday evening, while visiting our daughter, Jacqui once again glimpsed in me my late...

You will surprised to know that over an entire decade this is only the second blog I have posted featuring an escaped rabbit. You may...