When my husband and I attended parent’s evenings at my elder son’s school, the teachers always said as we approached, “I don’t have to ask whose parents you are.” My son is the spitting image of his father, in fact it is only because one photo is in black and white and the other in…

Almost fifty four years ago, I sat with the rest of Mr Slater’s class at Calverley Parkside school and we watched the live broadcast of the investiture of Prince Charles, the Prince of Wales at Caernarfon Castle in North Wales, it was one of the most memorable occasions in my childhood, we didn’t have a…

Every morning and every evening my watch tells me to “Take a Moment”: A short time to reflect and to breathe. In this very busy and impatient world it’s a reminder that we need to relax. It seems to me that people, especially young ones, want things immediately instead of taking time and being content…

As I write this, there are daily revelations and updates as to how the coronation of King Charles III is to be celebrated – which carriages are to be used, who’s on the invitation list, what the route will be etc. Comparisons are being made with the last coronation and people are reminiscing about what…

It is generally accepted that the first Christian Martyr was Saint Stephen. [Acts 7:54-60]. Despite the barbarism of the mode of his death, Stephen was stoned, there is something wonderful about he unfolding events which blow the sides out of any neat packaging we may use to contain our faith. Stephen was in front of…