Notebook: Sarah Sands
Tongues of fireTHE thatched roof of the picturesque Dutch Reformed church in Franschhoek, South Africa, where we have been staying, was sprinkle-hosed the other Sunday. Wildfires have snaked across the mountains, and falling…
Tongues of fireTHE thatched roof of the picturesque Dutch Reformed church in Franschhoek, South Africa, where we have been staying, was sprinkle-hosed the other Sunday. Wildfires have snaked across the mountains, and falling…
Elf ’n’ safetyTHE approach to Christmas at our church was marked by a series of unfortunate events. It began with a heavy leak from the vicarage kitchen into the basement flat of an elderly neighbour. As the vicar was away,…
Back to basicsTHE New Year brought an invitation to the “50th Anniversary Gathering” of those who matriculated at my Cambridge college in 1976: can it really be half a century since we all arrived in the fens, quivering with…
Quiet, pleaseRADIO holds within itself its own particular form of magic. At its best, the spoken- word version has the power to foster imagination, intimacy, and trust. The recent (in my view, crass) decision by many…
Spiritual exercisesOUR four children and their spouses come to stay, and that means our grandchildren, too. Being a grandparent is God’s gift of a second chance at parenting, with all of the love and fun and very little of…
Vicarious representativeAS A mere musician, I never expected to find myself asked to stand in for a former Archbishop of Canterbury; but, so it was in Southwark Cathedral, on the eve of Remembrance Sunday, when I replaced a…
When I was a child HEARING a recent talk about ghosts and the paranormal reminded me that I once had an invisible friend. Our primary-school playing field was bordered by a woodland that we were forbidden to enter. I came to…
Let us pray DECEMBER and January each year are the months when the Church is most out of sync with the rest of society. Church services are full of purple cloth, solemn chants, and consideration of the end-time themes of…
Absent friendsIN THIS column in April, when a trip to Jerusalem was cancelled, I drew on memory and imagination (mine and others’) to travel there in mind and spirit, if not in body (Notebook, 20 June). To my editor’s relief,…
Sense of perspectiveI HAVE just joined the Mile High Club. Readers with dirty minds might be surprised at this confession, but I am referring to my visit to Denver in Colorado, a city that lies one mile above sea level.…
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