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Tag Archives: terrorism
St Albans – the screen of the martyrs
The fifth post on our visit to the Abbey of St Albans a few years ago. Parts One, Two, Three and Four can be found by clicking the highlighted links. In the Anglican year, our visit still fell within the … Continue reading
Posted in Christmas, Churches
Tagged intolerance, martyr, prejudice, religious bigotry, saints, terrorism, violence
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Walk in their shoes
“.. before I can live with other folks I’ve got to live with myself. The one thing that doesn’t abide by majority rule is a person’s conscience.” Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird “Is everything okay over there?” said my … Continue reading
Posted in History, Life
Tagged condemnation, fear, hatred, murder, racism, terrorism, violence
66 Comments
Nice 14/7/16
It is a long time since I joined the crowds in France to celebrate a national holiday, but I remember the wonderful atmosphere and gaiety when I took my small son to watch the blooming of fireworks in the night … Continue reading
No words
Sometimes there are no words. They have all been said. We are left only with those that sound like platitudes although they are spoken from the heart. There are no words. Yet to remain silent is to accept somehow, that … Continue reading
