Ignore the histrionic caption on the  cover. This is about the question of when diversity is — and isn't — our strength.

  Until last summer, we (I + Tony my husband) lived with two other family members — three really, but one of them is mostly elsewhere — in t...

In the last two years I have worshipped in two different Anglican and two different Methodist churches. I've been disconcerted to find t...

Revelation 20.12 (NIV): Another book was opened, which is the book of life. My great-grandmother, Louisa Ellen Hird (née Thornton, and known...

I love this hymn and I love this recording of it. It's one of several hymns and songs that I learned when I first knew Jesus. My Jesus, ...

  The place I live now is called Hollington. The red dot shows our house. It used to have a pretty front garden, like this — — but when our ...

  Today, for the first time ever, I made some cloud bread, which came out well. Not only is it the first  time I made cloud bread, it's ...

Our family (me and my relatives, my husband and his, two separate clans) has more than a smattering of neurodivergence. As understanding of ...

  Most of the statistics I look at — or the opinions resulting from statistical evidence — are to do with health or national politics. When ...

Tomorrow is Hallowe'en, and I have mixed feelings about it. When I was a child, it just wasn't a Thing. We sang For All the Saints ...