Amazed & Confused

The Children of Men

I have just seen the film of the year. Tonight, spurred on by the thrill of spontaneity, Stephen and I christened our new ‘Unlimited’ Cineworld cards with a late night showing of ‘The Children of Men’. This film has so impacted me that I feel the need to write a thank you card to Alfonso Cuaron, the most innovative director a British cast has ever been fortunate enough to work with…

Snuggle Punk

This week has marked the beginning of scarf season, possibly my favourite clothes time of year. I've resurrected my favourite white, woolly scarf to mark the change of season. It feels like a big snuggle, a bit like that slightly frightening cup-a-soup advert...

Driving home...

Please forgive my blog silence; I’m typing this from the back of Charlotte’s car on the way back from dropping Nadine to Stansted airport. The sun has appeared and dissolved the cloud that launched us on our journey and the girls have been munching on bacon sarnies and French vanilla coffee. In this moment the stress of the Round Table and International Leader’s gathering feels like it’s finally come to an end.

No friends please

Here's an odd thought, especially in the light of the relational movement I'm part of, do we put too much value on friendship? Don't get me wrong, I'm a highly relational person, and I love working and dreaming with my friends, but there are people I've come to know, love and appreciate only through mutual task...

Juggling

Today has held three unexpected joys! 1. Things are coming together for the RT/ILG and the fabulous Karen Padget was given the money to come a the 11th hour. 2. I just got an unexpected call about money for a book I helped edit a few years ago! Not masses but nothing to be sniffed at either and... 3. I fit back into my illusive skinny French Connection jeans, winner!

Curly Girls

I've been growing the old mop for my upcoming nuptials and I can tell you it's not easy. I'm malting like a St Bernard dog and no-one told me how dry, knotty and frizzy curly hair gets as it grows. I now look whistfully back at my no nonsense choppy bob. Ah to get up, shake my head and walk out the door again...

Less than perfect

As Lisa and I stared at my blue toenail in All Bar One in Moorgate this lunchtime it occurred to me that I have lost the pursuit of perfection seven weeks to W-Day.  Well, it's not a great loss, just a big toenail, and I wasn't dreadfully serious about grooming anyhow.  The attendant at the Wedding shop had looked appalled when I told her I couldn't be bothered to diet...

God’s Story...

Yesterday was the fruit of nine months of Transit. Yesterday I stood up at my Church and told God’s story, the story of the Bible, in 32 minutes. I feel like I’ve discovered a new passion! I loved seeing people come to life as they realised how awesome God is. I owe a massive thank you to Tim and Ralf (our Transit legends) for being incredible teachers and to Charlotte, Smiles and Stephen who kept me calm in the face of nervous exhaustion. Wanna hear the talk? You can download it here… Download gods_story_sept06.mp3

Cosy slippers

I’m sitting up on my new bed, sipping hot tea from my favourite mug, surrounded by talk notes and Bible guides. I feel alive, rested, fed and peaceful. My white fluffy slippers have been resurrected from my winter footwear pile and are making a cosy come back on my slightly chilly feet. I love autumn; I can’t wait for the leaves to turn red.