Time to reclaim a Sabbath

Time to reclaim a Sabbath

When I unlocked my front door at 6.15 am Sunday morning, a speeding car whizzed past. At 6.15 am on a Sunday morning! Twenty-three years ago when I moved here the only thing you’d hear at that time on a Sunday morning was bird song followed later by church bells. But...
Expect miracles!

Expect miracles!

Welcome to 2017… My back went into a massive spasm last Thursday, the worst I’ve had for a decade or more. It comes to something when you have to put your underpants on using one of those litter grabbers they use in parks. Or find your PJs are more comfortable than...