Tag Archives: Religion

In the midst of life

Saturday 17 December 1983. The Science Museum basement, London Not many people – to my knowledge – had seen that basement. Apart from staff. But there wasn’t time for a good look around. There had been a bomb threat and … Continue reading

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Taboo? (I’m talking about Jesus)

Do you cringe when someone mentions Jesus in polite conversation? I’ll admit it – I do. Not because I want to, or choose to, but because – well – I don’t really know. It’s an unconscious reaction. I’ve never been … Continue reading

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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

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