What’s Your Favourite Song?

I don’t mind being asked about anything πŸ˜€. The only thing that pops to mind are questions that might require a lot of thought and research, such as what’s my favourite song. This has varied so much over the years. Maybe the most stable ones were Strawberry Fields Forever by the Beatles and Pressing On … Continue reading What’s Your Favourite Song?

God, Have Mercy on Me, a Sinner

It’s difficult to answer this one. I failed my driving test on the first occasion. Then, I passed when I did it again. Perhaps it made me a better driver, but I don’t know. And I would have failed to get jobs that I applied for, and I’d get another job instead. But I don’t … Continue reading God, Have Mercy on Me, a Sinner

I Was Born Twice

Let me think. I could write “It was the best of times, it was the “blurst” of times”. But maybe Charles Dickens would sue me – or the monkeys from the Simpsons. I’d probably want to write about my physical background and my spiritual background. So, I’d write about my Cork background and maybe even … Continue reading I Was Born Twice

Bible, Web, Musical Instrument

I assume that this question relates to things that I’d be sorry to lose rather than something that would literally cause your death, such as losing access to essential medication. So, I choose the Bible, something that allows me to access the Web, and a musical instrument. I don’t absolutely need these. I have enough … Continue reading Bible, Web, Musical Instrument

Simple Twist of Fate

I’d like to thank Bob Dylan for today’s title. That’s from his 1975 album, Blood on the Tracks πŸ˜€. I knew little about Dylan until I heard that he’d become a born-again Christian in 1979. I was on that path myself in 1979, and Dylan helped to give me the final nudge to commit my … Continue reading Simple Twist of Fate

London Year (1982-1983)

I worked as a voluntary evangelist with London City Mission from September 1982 to September 1983. We were reminded from the outset that we were there to work. It wasn’t a London holiday. And we did work, but it also felt like a holiday. I’d often travel to museums and tourist spots on my day … Continue reading London Year (1982-1983)

A House on a Rock

Firstly, this isn’t my house. It’s a Pexels.com pic πŸ˜€. Secondly, I never built any kind of physical house, and I’ve built little in my house. I can’t remember doing much DIY at all. I think that I might have made bookshelves at one stage. My father and father-in-law were hugely helpful in terms of … Continue reading A House on a Rock