Monthly Archives: September 2004

Sent off this year's tax return yesterday – a whole fortnight early. No headache so far; that will come when I try to understand the calculation by the tax officer.

Funny the things that go round in o­ne's head. This morning I was thinking about the differences between compassion and pity. Pity is a very damaging way to feel about someone. It is remote and uncostly. Compassion o­n the other … Continue reading →

Speech Therapy went well yesterday – I am now o­nto short phrases. Easy o­nset voicing – is the technique of the week. It is all about imagining an open throat and silent hhhhh at the beginning of words. What a … Continue reading →

It is amazing what can be done from o­ne's computer these days. I have been busy walking the web looking for deals in motor caravans. It seems that the boating days are over.

This time of not researching, writing and preaching sermons is very odd. But I have been reading what other people say….. Today, I offer you this extract from Thomas Merton. God never does things by halves. He does not sanctify … Continue reading →

At last the boat insurance is being settled. Mind you, we will believe it when we see the cheque!

It is fascinating how familes and groups of people have their own special languages and folklore. Nicknames for instance, stick for a lifetime. We have a new o­ne in our house. It has been under the sea. So items which … Continue reading →

The page links o­n this blog now seem to be working correctly; that means I should be able to do some updating and tweaking soon. My reading for instance, has far outstretched the items o­n the Books page. Linking up is … Continue reading →

Having voice problems is not a good enough reason to delay the tax return. It is that time of year again. And it doesn't get any easier. Every year I seem to make some stupid mistake or other. Wonder if this time … Continue reading →

This has been a very strange summer: little or no voice and being separated from my work and my church. So this poem by WH Auden really speaks to me. All I have is a voiceTo undo the folded lie,The … Continue reading →