On our recent holiday in The Lake District, we climbed Great Gable. The Westmorland Cairn at one side of the rocky summit of the mountain was a special place for my Grandparents and my aunts. Standing there overlooking Wasdale and, when the mist allowed, looking across to Scafell Pike I was reunited with past generations…

This thought was first published on 8th January 2021 Recalling undertakers I have known, there was one who went appropriately by the name of Mr Death, but who pronounced his name rather less ominously as Mr De’ath. But more significantly, I remember one saying in my hearing: “I wish these ministers didn’t keep harping on…

Psalm 23 is a much loved and remembered Psalm and is often read at funerals.  The words are very comforting and reassuring especially in times of sadness. During our recent Cafe Church we were thinking of shepherds and the parable of the lost sheep. One of our challenges was to revisit the Psalm and rewrite…