Ruminations on the topics we are not supposed to touch and dialectic debate

Aweh, My Dearly Beloved Fellow Ruminants & Groupies On Pompous Words and Pipes I have quite rightly been accused of using pompous vocabulary that requires a footnote, and “dialectic” probably belongs squarely in that dock. It sounds like something you’d mutter over a pipe in a wood-panelled study while adjusting your tweed jacket. A dialecticContinue reading “Ruminations on the topics we are not supposed to touch and dialectic debate”

Ruminations of a Boy in the Chapel at St Stithians

Aweh, My Dearly Beloved Fellow Ruminants & Groupies, We are generally advised not to speak publicly about religion.It’s bad manners. It’s divisive. It upsets people who prefer their certainties undisturbed. Unfortunately, not pissing into the wind has never struck me as a sufficient reason to stay silent. It is, in fact, a recurring theme ofContinue reading “Ruminations of a Boy in the Chapel at St Stithians”