It generally happens once a year or so. My husband and I will take a look at the expanding pile of financial paperwork in our home office, and utter the words “it’s time for a sort out”.
It may have been an elderly and rather ungainly VW Combi (think 1960’s hippies) but it changed my view of the world. The DVLA (as it then was) had seen fit to issue me with that carefully folded pink & green license and so I perched like a bus driver behind the wheel of my parents’ bright orange minibus looking through the windscreen with a new view of Yorkshire.
Yet it was good of you to share in my troubles . . .
With the rapid pace of change over the last few weeks it has been hard to get fully to grips with all the stories behind the headlines. One of those headlines has been the effect of the Brexit vote on currency exchange rates.
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With the 2016 Olympics just around the corner, we’ll soon be reintroduced to some of the stranger sports in the world. But forget about water polo, kitesurfing and handball, one of the strangest of them all is wrestling.
An aged aunt lived with us for some years before she died. Latterly, she would often mistake teabags for currency and on tidying her room we found enough Yorkshire Tea stuffed under the mattress to keep a small café in business for weeks.
When I was younger, I read my way through a stack of Christian books on how to be a man. You might have seen them—all orange and black covers with men silhouetted against a Mad Max-looking landscape. For a couple of years, I tried to shape my sense of self around what I read in them: the bold, courageous man of faith who takes territory, works hard for his family, and provides for his own circle.
A cross in a box.
A tiny flick of our pen, a mighty decision – not just for our nation, but for the EU, the Commonwealth and the world.
When you’re a direct descendent of Mohammed, life in Pakistan is full of privilege. Ali Husnain grew up with servants holding his bags and strangers kissing his feet. Life was about as comfortable as it could possibly be.
Yet once Ali met Jesus while on a summer trip to England, nothing was ever quite the same again.
blogs by the Stewardship team and selected guest writers.