Five lines for a Monday morning

We all have our routines. They help keep us grounded and provide a sense of normality. One of mine includes five lines from a dusty old hymn book, and I carry it with me after every Sunday service, into the days and weeks ahead.

We all have our routines. They help keep us grounded and provide a sense of normality. One of mine includes five lines from a dusty old hymn book, and I carry it with me after every Sunday service, into the days and weeks ahead. Continue reading [...]

The Darkest Day: One Year On

It’s funny, isn’t it? You have plans, thoughts about what you’re going to do. Then, without warning, they completely change. You find yourself doing something totally different to what you thought.

It's funny, isn't it? You have plans, thoughts about what you're going to do. Then, without warning, they completely change. You find yourself doing something totally different to what you thought. Continue reading [...]

Confessions of a vehicular hypercondriac

I love driving. I love cars. Although I’ve only been driving for five years and own a Citroen DS4 (not exactly the symbol of the modern petrol head), I love nothing more than buckling up and setting off on the open road. But since having my first car go wrong on the first properly long drive I went on, I appear to have developed a condition suitably described by the Urban Dictionary, as vehicular hypercondria.

I wouldn’t normally reference the Urban Dictionary, but for the purposes of this Continue reading [...]