Ever noticed how old pottery has a beauty all of its own? I’d love to be a pottery expert. I go aorund charity shops with my wife, Katy, and I’ve seen some of the blue and white stuff from China and I don’t know if I’m looking an Ming or Han dynasty. But there can be a real beauty, even in stuff that is old and cracked. Sometimes they deliberatly put in errors into the firing process. I think they call it crackle glaze, like in the photo here. Sometimes I feel like I am old and cracked. No longer … Continue reading Cracked Pots
I used to love the seesaw as a kid. Then, as now, I was a large lad and threw myself into it with gusto. Launching off I would sail into the air, gripping on for dear life as my bum left the seesaw half way through the air. On the other end of the seesaw one of my brothers would then launch themselves just as enthusiastically and I would come down to earth with a very firm and painful landing. Again, I’d be gripping hold for dear life as the pain shot up through my posterior and half way up … Continue reading Hope and Despair
We bought our daughter a small bottle of Chanel No. 5 for her eighteenth birthday. It was an extravagance but we thought… well, you only celebrate turning 18 once. I worked out the cost. For one litre of the stuff … Continue reading A man with a sweet smell
What do the following men all have in common? Napoleon Boneparte, Captain Mainwaring from Dad’s Army, Charlie Chaplin, Attila the Hun & Ghandi. Maybe this joke will help if you haven’t got it … Short people: We maintain a positive attitude on life because we’re always looking up. Yep. You guessed it. They’re all short. Very short. Folk say that sometimes short men have an attitude problem. It’s as though they have something to prove. I wonder if that’s what was with Zaccheus. You can read his story in Luke 19. He was, as the old Sunday School song puts … Continue reading A short man with a big issue
I’ve just seen this advert for Mothering Sunday, or Mother’s Day as it seems to be becoming, in homage to our American cousins. Anyway, this advert was letting us all know that the perfect gift for mum on the big day is no longer flowers or chocolates, but a nice bottle of Prosecco. Apparently it’s what all the moms want these days: to get drunk and pass out on Sunday afternoon. The idea of ladies who like a tipple is not new. The prophet Amos saw it in the town of Bashan. He wasn’t too complimentary about these ladies who … Continue reading Mums love Prosecco?
Some people always ask questions. It can be annoying. We all know it when toddlers never stop with the questions. Why is the grass green? Because of chlorophyll. What’s chloryfill, daddy? It’s a chemical that turns grass green. But why?! … Continue reading Doubting or Questioning?
James T Kirk. Bold. Adventurous. Shoots from the hip. A hero to many. A bringer of chaos to anyone who has to work with him. A real cracked pot. Just like the Apostle Peter. I love the Apostle Peter. I’m … Continue reading To boldly go
For too many centuries, history has been written by men. The voice of women has not been heard. So it’s great to celebrate the first votes for women this week. It is a joy and a delight that we live in an age where true equality it within our grasp, even if not quite totally here yet. The voices of women really do need to be heard. One of the extraordinary things about the Bible is how Jesus treated women. We don’t know a great deal about many of the women in the New Testament, but what we do know … Continue reading Mary, Mary, quite contrary?