The Hearth of Mopsus

It's been more than a month since I last updated the blog. There seems not to have been the time, and I haven't had the energy despi...

Down in darkest West Dorset, in what they will one day call PJ Harvey Country hem-hem, is a village with the lyrical name of Whitchurch Ca...

Once in a while you find something so interesting in a familiar place that you boggle at not having spotted it before. On hols in Dorset l...

It doesn't look like much, but this dribble of water running under a log round the side of a modern house in the hamlet of Horsey, Dor...

When I did some research into the history of the Anglo-Catholic movement some years ago I ended up lamenting the fact that so little informa...

Today I feel thoroughly ashamed of myself. A friend I hadn't heard from for ages sent me an email. After some awful experiences in his...

As I go on I become more convinced of the suggestion that the normative musical form of Christian worship is, at least in Western Christen...