The Hearth of Mopsus

My friend Cylene, who has her problems, asked me last night why she should get a hard time from her psychologists for cutting when self-flag...

Long ages ago, one of my great predecessors in the parish sent a group of his folk on the diocesan course for lay Readers. 'You should g...

I came out of the front door intending to go and look for 4-stroke oil for my new petrol lawnmower, which I've concluded is the only sor...

The Soho Secret Tea Rooms , above the Coach & Horses in Greek Street, aren't terribly secret, although access is via a steep stairca...

I've just finished reading this (though not in this particular edition), which has sat on my shelf for ages. It is, famously, a wish-ful...

A new improvement to the Rectory garden: an arbour looking out from the top of the slope out over the valley to the hills beyond (at least i...

In keeping with what is now an ancient tradition, I invited a selection of LGMG friends over to consume the produce of my garden and what tu...