Category Archives: Travel
Our summer school is over (Part 1)
Today was our fifth and final day of the first week of the Summer school. It was been an intensive period of study and reflection. Much thanks to my tutors, and Reverend Canon Angela Tilby who organises the whole event.
Our summer school is over (Part 1)
Today was our fifth and final day of the first week of the Summer school. It was been an intensive period of study and reflection. Much thanks to my tutors, and Reverend Canon Angela Tilby who organises the whole event.
A wing and a prayer
This is Day 4 of my course. Last night we attended echo Rao evensong in Christ Church Cathedral which is part of the college campus. It was, of course, a Book of Common Prayer (1662) liturgy, with an American choir,
A wing and a prayer
This is Day 4 of my course. Last night we attended echo Rao evensong in Christ Church Cathedral which is part of the college campus. It was, of course, a Book of Common Prayer (1662) liturgy, with an American choir,
The Meaning of Sacrifice
The reason for my being in Oxford is to attend the two week Oxford University Theology Summer School on the topic ‘The Meaning of Sacrifice ‘. Accommodated at Christ Church College, I attend morning and afternoon sessions in tutorial groups
The Meaning of Sacrifice
The reason for my being in Oxford is to attend the two week Oxford University Theology Summer School on the topic ‘The Meaning of Sacrifice ‘. Accommodated at Christ Church College, I attend morning and afternoon sessions in tutorial groups
Who’s Tom?
I feel that I have stepped either into an episode of Morse, of back in time several centuries, as Christ Church has its own time which is five minutes later than Greenwich Mean Time. The college decided not to take
Who’s Tom?
I feel that I have stepped either into an episode of Morse, of back in time several centuries, as Christ Church has its own time which is five minutes later than Greenwich Mean Time. The college decided not to take
The 11.52 from Paddington
Just when you think ‘what could go wrong’, it does. I was trapped in by a bike ride through London on the very day I needed a taxi to get my now somewhat heavier bag to the station. No cars
The 11.52 from Paddington
Just when you think ‘what could go wrong’, it does. I was trapped in by a bike ride through London on the very day I needed a taxi to get my now somewhat heavier bag to the station. No cars
Rutherford & Son
Another sell out season for a play at the National Theatre. Roger Allum starred in this play by Githa Sowerby. Somewhat autobiographical. He was very good but the promise of an overbearing father and a completely disfunctional family trapped on
Rutherford & Son
Another sell out season for a play at the National Theatre. Roger Allum starred in this play by Githa Sowerby. Somewhat autobiographical. He was very good but the promise of an overbearing father and a completely disfunctional family trapped on
Nothing to wear
I probably should have packed earlier than 30 minutes before I was to leave for the airport. There are always some things that get forgotten. Like my summer suit which I collected from the dry cleaners that day, but it
Nothing to wear
I probably should have packed earlier than 30 minutes before I was to leave for the airport. There are always some things that get forgotten. Like my summer suit which I collected from the dry cleaners that day, but it
Present Laughter
A great night at the theatre with all three tiers of the theatre on their feet applauding a fine performance by Andrew Scott (Hamlet) in the lead role of this very amusing play by Noël Coward. A sold-out season at
Present Laughter
A great night at the theatre with all three tiers of the theatre on their feet applauding a fine performance by Andrew Scott (Hamlet) in the lead role of this very amusing play by Noël Coward. A sold-out season at
Wanderings
This morning I went for a wander in St James on the southern side of Piccadilly. Usually I frequent the northern Mayfair side so many of the street were new to me (except Jermyn St, of course). I thought it
Wanderings
This morning I went for a wander in St James on the southern side of Piccadilly. Usually I frequent the northern Mayfair side so many of the street were new to me (except Jermyn St, of course). I thought it
The Starry Messenger
A great seat almost on the stage. This play was a mess, and poorly directed. Full of awkward pauses and actors speaking over each other like they had forgotten their queue. I recognise that Matthew Broderick was supposed to be
The Starry Messenger
A great seat almost on the stage. This play was a mess, and poorly directed. Full of awkward pauses and actors speaking over each other like they had forgotten their queue. I recognise that Matthew Broderick was supposed to be
Father M 