the diary game

We all play the diary game, and none more so than the clergy. Wouldn’t it be lovely to respond to people without poring over the diary – to be able to meet up with parishioners on the spur of the moment – yes I’d love to come round and discuss x with you – let’s just…

Losing time but gaining now

Each new marker of time brings up the same conversation, be it new school year (September) or new calendar year (January). ‘Where has the time gone?’ ‘Time’s rushing away with me’; ‘The days are slipping by’… I suspect these inevitable thoughts about time didn’t happen during childhood, but they seem to be a feature of…