Category Archives: Out and about

‘Hell is other people’ wrote Jean Paul Sartre in his 1944 play No Exit. Watching a television production of the play in my teenage years, it would have been hard to disagree with such a description of the plight of the … Continue reading →

Being of a compulsive disposition, after classes on Friday, I wiped the board and wrote the date for Monday. 24th October? Isn’t it the date for something? I remembered after a few moments. United Nations Day. I recalled school assemblies … Continue reading →

A warm summer’s afternoon in Glastonbury and the town was full of its eccentric diversity. Yet as as Glastonbury may be, it is a model of sane and peaceable conduct when compared with the world beyond. From the humdrum existence … Continue reading →

My supervisor told a story of academic intrigue. ‘It sounds something that might make a plot for an episode of Morse, culminating with a murder among the dons.’ ‘Goodness me, no’, he laughed, ‘it was Hull. It w, more soapas … Continue reading →

It was the retirement service for the local vicar today, spending twelve years in the parishes, she has been someone who understood the words community and service, someone who had become much loved for her gentle loving kindness, particularly her … Continue reading →