The time for my morning run tailed off a little, but it’s still all right. Then coffee and fruit, a shower, Morning Prayer, coffee and toast, and I spent the morning writing tomorrow’s homily for the midweek Holy Communion service. I believe I will take a restful, refreshing afte … | Continue reading
Maybe I should just give up and put the date in the ‘Title’ box for WordPress. Thinking of titles is, as Dave so wisely points out, a pain in the neck. I took a relaxed morning run; I didn’t want to push on another day in a row. As a result, my time was slow,… | Continue reading
I ran my morning miles at a good clip, had some coffee and fruit, and am about to shower. Then I’ll have a second cup, then will dash off to St Michael’s for the 9:30, then to St Nic’s for the 11:15, then to St Helen’s for a wedding rehearsal. Then home, thanks be to… | Continue reading
Ran my morning miles at a good pace — better than an old plateau, not at peak level but plenty good enough considering my recent suspension of efforts. Coffee and fruit, shower, Morning Prayer, coffee and toast, tackling email and then heading to town, for Mike to trim my beard f … | Continue reading
My joints and limbs declined to run this morning, so I walked and jogged my miles. Once home, I had my morning coffee and fruit, showered, opened up the church for Morning Prayer, meandered to town for public office hours at R&R, answered some emails (painfully slowly, because I … | Continue reading
My morning run came in at twenty seconds better than yesterday, nearly a minute better than when I resumed running after the heat wave. Coffee, hot breakfast, sermon improvements, shower, Morning Prayer, further homily-editing, midweek communion, coffee with the surprisingly larg … | Continue reading
Ran my miles, this morning and yesterday, which makes this the first time in two weeks that I’ve run three days in a row. Thank you, weather and obligations and other considerations! My time is still on the slow side, but the last two days I’ve run fifteen seconds faster each day … | Continue reading
(Not yet, just anticipating.) So for the second time in ten days — thank you, weather — I made my morning run; it came in at a predictably sluggish pace, but at least I ran without getting heat stroke or dehydrating. Coffee and fruit, shower, coffee and toast, edit sermon and ‘sy … | Continue reading
Another day with neither walk nor run, though I might have run (walked) today and am planning to run tomorrow, assuming it doesn’t rain when I wake up. Coffee, some odds and ends, then the dogs and Margaret began waking up, so I made tea for Margaret and fed the dogs. Then coffee … | Continue reading
Still no running (I mean, are you kidding?). Coffee, fruit, shower, Morning Prayer, coffee, toast, and now back to Sunday’s sermon and the Symbolism/Liturgy Faith Forum. And sweltering. Can’t forget sweltering. In our new house, solar panels and aircon are two of the first new fe … | Continue reading
I didn’t run this morning, or walk; it was already 20° when I was up and moving, and I decline to exercise an aging body in that heat. I did have my coffee and a cooked breakfast, then Morning Prayer, back home for some reading of 17th-century biblical hermeneutics, then back to … | Continue reading
I know it’s just Tuesday afternoon, but with the heat and our weariness it feels like Friday morning. Yesterday morning I ran a good pace, especially considering the heat and humidity; then coffee and fruit, shower, Morning Prayer, and home for coffee and toast. From then to lunc … | Continue reading
Woke up, got out of bed, ran my two miles at an adequate pace (considering the heat and the interval since I gave it a hard push). Coffee and fruit, edit sermon (included below), shower, dress, print sermon, coffee and toast, then off to St Helen’s this week. After church, Margar … | Continue reading
Walked my miles this morning, then enjoyed coffee and fruit, cleaned up and attended Morning Prayer. Then back home, where I had coffee and toast and settled into working on Margaret’s and my presentations for Monday.It’s the first time we’ve done a shared presentation, and we th … | Continue reading
My morning miles went by more slowly; although I wasn’t worn out from a lot of running and walking yesterday, I did lug several concrete-block commentaries to and from Church House, and this morning was one of the warmest mornings of the year so far, and humid, so it felt much as … | Continue reading
I didn’t run this morning; it was raining. I did make coffee and have fruit for breakfast. I showered, dressed, and hurried off to the bus stop. The X3 decided to skip its scheduled return trip to Oxford, literally driving off from Abingdon by another way. I thus waited another t … | Continue reading
So, a good time for my morning miles — almost identical to yesterday — and coffee and fruit, shower, Morning Prayer, home for coffee and toast and an online revision for one of my first-years, then leaning into the preparations for tomorrow’s Study Day on ‘Freedom and Liberation … | Continue reading
Morning miles at the best pace I’ve attained since the beginning of May, coffee and fruit, shower, Morning Prayer, and public office hours at R&R. Uncertain what will ensue. | Continue reading
Friday afternoon we had a splendid time visiting with Edith. When Edith’s mum and dad came home, Margaret and I partook of a celebratory round at the point of Nag’s Head — it being our anniversary and all — and enjoyed the sky and sun and breeze and a glass of wine and a pint… | Continue reading
Dinnae run, slept late. Coffee and fruit, Morning Prayer, coffee and toast, lunch, and soon off to sit with one of the world’s greatest little girls, then to anniversary time with Margaret. | Continue reading
Looks as though I’ve fallen into the pattern of blogging alternate days, which I’ll try to ramp up tomorrow and Saturday. In the meantime, I ran both mornings (before the rain started) to mediocre times. Yesterday I cooked a hot breakfast; this morning, coffee and fruit. After We … | Continue reading
I didn’t run yesterday morning because of rain. Morning Prayer, public office hours at R&R, and later the funeral for our parishioner Peter Cannon-Brookes. Ran this morning, slightly improving Sunday morning’s time. Coffee and fruit, Morning Prayer, then off to Oxford to talk wit … | Continue reading
Harriet Tuttle Noyes (May 18, 1933 – March 21, 2026) Obituary, written by Isabelle Buchanan Harriet Tuttle Noyes died at home surrounded by family on March 21, 2026, at the age of 92. She took her last breath while her husband of 65 years, Bob Noyes, sat next to her telling the s … | Continue reading
Slept long (for me) and woke with barely enough time to take my morning run, shower off, and go to the 8:00 service, which is my favourite for Sundays on which I’m not on duty. The run was all right, not good and not bad, and I didn’t have time for coffee before. I was… | Continue reading
Another thread from last week’s BlueSky: In the AI/anti-AI discourse, I haven’t seen enough treatment of the problem of ‘feeling’. A silicon-based ‘intelligence’ can’t feel as a human does: it can simulate touch, but not experience touch; it can calculate a response to visual sti … | Continue reading
No run this morning; it was raining, with warnings of continuing rain, and I opted to stay home with hot coffee rather than run through chilly drizzle. My inclination was confirmed by the possibility that I’ll modulate to a more gentle schedule for running, perhaps running only a … | Continue reading
Earlier this week I responded to Cory Doctorow’s daily post about AI, art, intention, Brian Eno, and everything (you know, the usual). Here is what posted on BlueSky in response: Peter Sagal has already brought some pressure onto Cory’s reliance on ‘intention’ as a conceptual lev … | Continue reading
With leaden, achey legs, I ran my morning route more than a minute slower than Wednesday — but la, there we are, I still got the exercise. Coffee and fruit, a shower, Morning Prayer, a quick grocery stop, home to tackle some emailing, off to Oxford for the New Testament seminar a … | Continue reading
No runs yesterday or today because of the intermittent heavy rain. Yesterday I had my hot breakfast, today coffee and fruit; Morning Prayer both days. Yesterday I celebrated the midweek Communion at St Helen’s (then bounced over to the staff meeting), today I will celebrate the C … | Continue reading
No run this morning, because it was raining heavily. It hasn’t often been raining heavily during my running window; of course, it hasn’t been raining much at all in England, and I have run in light rain, but today stands out for having had honest-to-goodness rainy rain. Glad for … | Continue reading
I ran my morning miles at a surprisingly good time (I was surprised, anyway) despite feeling dead-legged and oxygen-starved. I seem to be getting back into a groove. Coffee and fruit, shower, Morning Prayer, public office hours at R&R, home to the dogs, and this evening out to Or … | Continue reading
Yesterday morning I walked and jogged to give my knees a break. Hot breakfast, and then spent much of the day working on an image of Clement of Alexandria for holy card purposes. I have the feeling that I committed a chunk of the day to some other purpose, but nothing comes to mi … | Continue reading
After several weeks of deviation from my, our, predictable pattern of a week’s days, today we draw near to a more usual plan. Indeed, my day will be almost perfectly ‘normal’; Margaret’s will depart from our usual Friday because she’ll attend the New Testament Seminar demonstrate … | Continue reading
It has been… a week. Running first: I didn’t do any running while on retreat or in the USA for Aunt Harriet’s memorial service. Then when I got back home, I jog-walked Tuesday, ran very slowly yesterday, and ran to a slower usual time this morning. None of the injuries (now mostl … | Continue reading
I didn’t get around to blogging this, but I’ll copy/paste it in here from the socials: My son Josiah just texted me to call my attention to a Bruce Springsteen bootleg recorded in 1981 on ‘The River’ tour. Margaret and I, and my stepbrother Matt, went to see Bruce from Pittsburgh … | Continue reading
My annual retreat closes early today, as I leave Aylesford Friary for Cambridge, Massachusetts. The retreat continues till afternoon, but I’m catching a plane so as to arrive and be vaguely coherent for the memorial service for my Aunt Harriet. Then I’ll fly back to England and s … | Continue reading
I didn’t run this morning, determined as I am to make the next three days of annual retreat a time of refreshment and renewal. I did make a cup of coffee, ate some fruit, checked on my packed goods, and left early for my train from Didcot Parkway Station. I caught a favourable tr … | Continue reading
Yesterday, along with writing Friday’s blog entry, I walked my morning miles, joined in Morning Prayer, had coffee and a hot breakfast, worked on the beginnings of a sermon, took a break around midday, leaned into it again after lunch… Then Josiah called, which will be the topic … | Continue reading
I missed posting yesterday. I jog-walked again, though my knees and ankles began barking at me. Coffee, fruit, Morning Prayer, then public office hours at R&R. I did some emailing, including my Ascension Day sermon (below), then home for lunch and I scampered to Oxford for Nick M … | Continue reading
The Revd William Hamilton-Box mentioned a sermon of mine on LinkedIn, and I turned to my trusty blog to check on it. As it turns out, I had not posted it here, a circumstance I hereby rectify. Ascension B SJE 2018 | Continue reading
Woke up after an adequate night’s sleep, jogged and walked my morning miles, coffee and fruit, shower, Morning Prayer, home for coffee and fruit, then homily-construction time for the rest of the morning and early afternoon. | Continue reading
A month or two ago I preached with reference to Foreigner; a couple of weeks ago I preached about fan fiction; this morning I preached about Mike Skinner and The Streets (to a congregation in which I was the youngest person perhaps by a decade or more, and the most popular-music … | Continue reading
I feel mostly all right — my right wrist may be sprained, but the scrapes and bruises are just scrapes and bruises — but no, I shan’t run today. Hot breakfast, shower, on my way to Morning Prayer; midweek Communion, then Chapter Meeting, then I’ll come home and work on my homily … | Continue reading
I’ve been vain, for the past years of exercising, that at no point had I fallen. Stumbles, yes; missed steps, yes; but I have not hitherto surrendered to the forces of gravity. ‘Hitherto’ is the operative word, though. This morning, crossing Caldecott Road, I encountered adverse … | Continue reading
A bit of a regression this morning, but I’m still satisfied with my run. Coffee and fruit, shower and Morning Prayer, then home again for coffee and toast and odds and ends. Then we head into Oxford to give our biometric information to His Majesty’s Home Office; uncertain of our … | Continue reading
Got up early to squeeze in a run (at another good pace, fighting back to my good old plateau) in time to have some coffee and a shower before heading out to St Nic’s for the 8:00 service. The service went well, and I lingered after to talk with a bereaved congregant. Then homewar … | Continue reading
I took this morning easy, beginning with a jog-walk for my morning miles. My joints were especially grumpy this morning, though I’m not sure whether they actually do feel different or whether I just notice them more when I’m moving slowly. Coffee and hot breakfast, another cup of … | Continue reading
Ran my morning miles at another ten seconds closer to my late April plateau. Coffee, fruit, shower, dash to Oxford to agree marks with a colleague, back to Abingdon to leave my academic gear and pick up my clerical gear, over to St Michael’s for a wedding (a very sweet wedding) w … | Continue reading