Thankfully, my Mum was one of those people who wrote on the back of photographs, and the narrative on the reverse of this one reads “October 27th 1963, Derek’s birthday party” that means that I was five at the time and this is possibly the last time that my Dad sat me on knee, I…

Tomorrow is Mothering Sunday as I’m sure you all must know. There are so many cards in the shops and adverts for presents and flowers we could hardly forget. So many of us are looking forward to being a bit spoiled but on the other hand there are so many who are not looking forward…

Gracious God, As Mothering Sunday approaches we pray and thank You for our Mother Church, the place where we started to learn of You, where the seeds were sown in our hearts, where we began to love You and commence our journey with You. We bring You our prayers for anyone who has a mothering…

War memorials are always hard places for me. When there are a lot of names the feeling grows; I cannot but feel for all the different families and how it would have felt as the loss linked with every name was realised. In 1953 there was a massacre on the island of Sao Tome, which…

  Today’s thought for the day is brought to us by Graham Philpott Daily reading: 6 March – Christian Aid Graham is Director of Church Land Programme in South Africa. The Church Land Programme works to affirm, learn from and journey with those who are systematically excluded and impoverished in their struggles related to land and justice.…

My wife and I are regular viewers of the BBC Songs of Praise programme, and I am frequently bemused by the “antics” of the conductor.  Some use a baton, others rely on their hands, but often the conducting doesn’t seem relevant to the timing. There is such a variety of actions that I wonder how the congregation…