I’ve been teaching in the US. The course went well. I flew back yesterday. I’m walking to an appointment at the fracture clinic. At the entrance to Whittington Park a dirty, smelly, skinny, absolutely wild looking man is attempting to conduct a public prayer meeting. He has buttonholed a passer-by who is nodding tolerantly. Further [...]
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I am teaching. The students are hard at work. ‘OK. So it’s three coffees and a tea — then I’ll show the slides.’ I go into the kitchen. It is almost lunchtime. I have prepared some salads. The potatoes are ready too, they just need to be dressed. While the kettle boils, I lay the [...]
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