Latest entries from the Wiblogs
These are the latest entries from our lovely Wiblog family.
Thursday 2nd September
1. I use the wrong hands to hold my knife and fork.
2. Today I went into a cafe to buy a drink at around 5:30pm. I ga...
Listen up. You've have all summer to do these things. I have had very few fixed commitments for this month, and this aft...
I've been doing some exploring of Isaiah 6: 1-8 for my LPT assignment today and been struck by what one of the commentar...
I was discussing the importance of community, and being part of a community of faith the other day. One of the people (a...
http://howthelightgetsin.net/2010/08/22/days-that-matter/
I know these guys from my days in Sydney - not well, but I've...
Wednesday 1st September
Well, Buck House was great! I was walking down the picture gallery, going "OMG it's a Rembrandt!". I love Dutch art, fro...
Last night I was reading a book by a proper academic, and hallelujah something she wrote chimed with the mystery sentenc...
Tuesday 31st August
Over the last week I have been giving some thought to my future. Things need to change and very soon. I haved ploughed a...
Today I've done nothing, by which I mean I have been switching my body clock from working days like normal people to wor...
Air travel occupies a peculiar space in the venn diagram of our collective unconsciousness. It is the space in the inter...
I am home from Greenbelt, and have spent a lovely sunny Durham evening in the library filling out a pre-employment check...
Welcome to the Real World by Carole Matthews is a kind of X-factor book. Fern Kendal is a barmaid working in a grotty pu...
Reminds me of a joke (told by a Church of Scotland minister):
A minister was giving the children's address (that part...
Sunday 29th August
Today I went to a Quaker service.
I've been to a Quaker service once before, in the small town where my dad lives, wh...
I probably wouldn't be adding another post quite so quickly, but I print off a month's worth of Blog posts and send them...
With my head in a funny place, and me knowing myself and my recovery time, I've decided my grand plans of Syria and Leba...
Saturday 28th August
silence
is a way of shouting
weeping
is a way of shouting
making excuses
is a way of hiding
behind the shout...
Act 1, Scene 3:
Woman enters hairdressers’ shop, which looks as though it has been vandalised. Waits for a while....
Thursday 26th August
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Every three y...
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