On Druids, Trees and Truth

Friend Lewis asked me about “druids”. They are much maligned (is it, I wonder, mainly by the English?). They don’t understand their honourable history in ancient Celtic cultures where they were members of the professional class including religious leaders, legal authorities, lorekeepers, medical professionals and political advisors. The modern word druid comes from the Latin druides, but behind […]

Grains of Sand

Grains of Sand is a rebrand. I originally called this blog The Jog. That has run its course. The blog was The Jog but now it’s just Grains of Sand. Why? Grains ain’t heavy and take themselves lightly I like my questions blowing’ in the wind I like the sound of sand sifting in the sea […]

Russell Brand tastes revolution in the Watford Gap

Russell Brand is always worth listening to. He is passionate and outraged. He is intelligent, and, he admits to being “fucked up and naive”. He gave voice to his outrage in an interview with Jeremy Paxman on Newsnight. Simon Kelner described the scene in the Independant. “On one side was a rather effete figure with […]

The freedom of all the children of God

Today we celebrate the anti-slave campaigners, William Wilberforce, Olaudah Equiano and Thomas Clarkson. It’s today because it’s the anniversary of William Wilberforce’s death. Campaigns against slavery, human trafficking and child labour continue, as do campaigns  for a living wage. They must. We pray this prayer; God our deliverer, who sent your Son Jesus Christ to […]

Every year Snugbury’s Ice Cream Farm entertain Cheshire with a sculpture with a good twist of humour. Last year it was the meerkat. The previous year was Big Ben. This year it’s for the team pursuit in the Olymplicks. Mike Harper, of Harbrook Engineering, is the creator of this piece of art. It took 3 […]

Ringing true

Marcus Brigstocke couldn’t quite understand why there are so many countries represented in the Olympics. He assumes that some of the countries are made up. I too kept saying “where’s that?” as the athletes paraded. My favourite was Micronesia, which, if I remember correctly, is next to Amnesia, and next to its far larger neighbour […]