Tag Archives: Hymns
Up she rises, earl-eye in the morning. One Sunday in May.
Amazing what the sun brings out, my parents would say. Like spots. Though it’s possible they actually said pimples. Does anyone say pimples any more? Religion is like a moral sun for me. It brings out my worst fears, agonies, … Continue reading
Travelling through time and space – with a crache
I watched Doctor Who last night. ‘I don’t know where I am!’ Such a familiar feeling. So now it’s Sunday morning and the wretched clocks have gone forward – depriving me of yet another hour’s sleep. But I’m ready for … Continue reading
Posted in Religious for a year: Atheist-man's experiment
Tagged Catholic, Church, Crosby, Doctor Who, Easter, Easter eggs, Henry VIII, Hymns, Lancashire, Luther, Mass, Messiah, priest, Puritans, reformation, Satan, Singing, spring, sun
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Full in the panting: on dealing with disappointment and dodging the black dog
We’re still conducting the grand experiment, Atheist-man and I. A year of living religiously – well, in the sense of religiously going to church each Sunday, anyway. It’s making a big impression on both of us. We relish the time … Continue reading
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Tagged Black dog, Bread of Heaven, Catholic, disappointment, Gerry Carroll, Hymns, Mike Gorman, Mslexia, Pope, priest, Rome, Singing, sleuth, Writing
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MEMOIRS OF A HUSK 