A Pocket of Calm
A POCKET FULL OF CALM IN THE NOISE OF EVERYDAY LIFE
Category: journey
Low tide, high hopes
It was good to breathe clear coastal air last weekend. It felt that it had been sometime since I had got out of Cambridge and seen a different view and tasted a cleaner landscape. It was also good to be with friends. They took… Continue Reading “Low tide, high hopes”
Reflections on BBC Cambs Radio Faith Show
You may possibly have been wondering what’s happened to the other posts reflecting on my time as a Councillor. I can assure they have not been forgotten. However, I have recently had an exciting opportunity to share something of my journey and indeed this… Continue Reading “Reflections on BBC Cambs Radio Faith Show”
Furniture Graveyard
It was a grey day – as grey as Eeyore – but considerably colder. Not the best weather to be leaving hospital. But I was grateful and apprehensive to be doing so. With my armoury of pharmaceuticals and so many leaflets I could barely… Continue Reading “Furniture Graveyard”
and Eeyore came too…
To my surprise, and something of a blessing, throughout my recovery I haven’t lost my appetite, nor mostly my sense of humour. I was therefore unexpectedly tucking into a meal whilst on HDU which certainly helped in regaining strength and normality. On being transferred… Continue Reading “and Eeyore came too…”
Jelly and Ice cream?
What a beautiful sound: The chink of ice! Sadly not in a long gin and tonic-I’m sure I was promised one of those today?- But instead a whole jug of iced water. Then again, given I was lying in a bed on the high… Continue Reading “Jelly and Ice cream?”
Facing Dragons…
I woke the next morning to be shaved (yet again) And is often the way life, when you’ve been waiting for something for so very long, and imagining exactly how it will be it and how it will be said: suddenly it just happens… Continue Reading “Facing Dragons…”
