Monthly Archives: September 2013

  Soon after my aunt introduced me to Anglo-Catholicism she showed me its humour. I remember gales of laughter coming from her bedroom as she sat up reading ‘The Towers of Trebizond’ by Rose McCaulay. The book begins with the immortal … Continue reading →

In August I wrote a post suggesting that the use of language to hide rather than to communicate was growing. This morning’s ‘Today’ programme on Radio reinforces my point. Without a trace of irony, the presenter Evan Davis introduced an … Continue reading →

The annual trip to London was much looked forward to by us teenage servers. It was organised by the Guild of the Servants of the Sanctuary, and involved servers, wives, children and several clergy piling into a coach and heading … Continue reading →