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When will you come to take me dancing. The band are driving their van along the lanes, the village hall is unlocked. A musty smell of old floor polish and damp, remains.Read More Pastoral 01
I have been reflecting on Multitude of Voyce’s second service for International Women’s Day in association with St. Thomas’s Church last week. I am grateful for the trust of the Rector, Kelvin Inglis and his ministry team and also the wider support of Salisbury Diocese and Sarum College. The commitment and gifts of two local […]Read More International Women’s Day 2018
We’ll take the steep sunken lane that curves around the Coombe, the long wooden lane that passes the farm and cottages and stretches up towards the steel blue skyline. Let’s walk along the hollow to Elliots Shed and the Cross Dyke turning into the wide chalk byway to Win Green. The henged clump, sacred high […]Read More Walk With Me 06
A grey dawn today, rises to the orchestral swell Of wind, strings and distant percussion. There were fireworks in the village and the pub Heaved with cheers and back-slapping, full of celebration. Relieved from Crimbo limbo Morris dancers skipped down the lane In folksy eccentricity. Grizzling rain. He carries you with him from old year […]Read More A New Year
When Vikings roar the land moves beneath your feet so that you must keep on dancingRead More When Vikings Roar