Monthly Archives: December 2012
The tolling of the iron bell*
The faithful have been called to their knees. Odd, isn’t it, kneeling? But if nothing else, it concentrates the mind, ready for hearing softly spoken spells. It’s the fourth Sunday of Advent, our fourth Mass (yes, I’m with the atheist**), … Continue reading
A taste for varnished wood. Thoughts of a ‘resting’ one on going back to Mass
‘I’d like to try Advent and see what it’s like.’ Odd words from a committed agnostic. Even odder when it’s Sunday morning and he’s lying in bed reading the papers. It’s the kind of comment he might come up with … Continue reading
Posted in Religious for a year: Atheist-man's experiment, Thinking, or ranting, or both
Tagged Advent, Agnostic, Catholic, Church, Hats, Lancashire, Mantilla, Mass
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Doo doo doo doo doodloo doo doo. . . [Thinking, just thinking, in the rain…]
It’s a dramatic change, day for night. It happens so slowly, but somehow you always miss that critical point where light becomes dark. One minute the sun’s merely coy, hiding behind the dove grey clouds, the next minute – pfffft … Continue reading
Posted in Thinking, or ranting, or both
Tagged car, Car park, fairy lights, radio 3, Rain, raindrops, thinking, water
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MEMOIRS OF A HUSK 