An unexpected post about football

I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned my fascination with football? No, of course I haven’t, because it doesn’t exist. I don’t think I have ever watched an entire football match in my life; I watched half of one my son was playing in. I’ve drawn...

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Doing something for the first time

We Christians occasionally wonder how best to welcome visitors, in an age when many adults almost never enter a church. The weirdness of the experience for the newcomer is sometimes compared with that of a respectable middle-class person entering a betting shop for the first...

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Hanging on to life and hope

I see that my last three posts have all been about books, so this one had better not be. I did speculate about writing “People I’m Hoping Will Die Soonish,” but well, it might be in bad taste. This thought was inspired by two people. One was...

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Death in Ragaris

“Seven days to bawl and weep; Seven weeks you’ll sorrow keep Pray for their soul for half a year; but when a twelvemonth’s passed – Lift a cup and shed one tear.” (Fallian rhyme) Some time ago, I posted https://www.penelopewallace.com/christmas-in-ragaris/about Christmas in the different parts of Ragaris. Book four...

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Re-interpreting Greek myth

At this time when the world seems to be in an even more deplorable state than usual, I will use my space to be grumpy about modern literature. I’ve been reading "Stone Blind", by Natalie Haynes, a retelling of the Greek legend of Medusa, the Gorgon...

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