There were four of them. Binbags, huddled like mourners in the corner of the room. I looked at them for some time but neither of us said anything. What was there to say? It had been another in a long list of extra tasks for the night, the closest I would come to getting a … Continue reading Four
It was -7c in the night but now morning is here and the frost lies scattered like ashes. It's Thanksgiving Day. beat-beat-breathe. beat-beat-breathe In the early hours I held her hand, bones wrapped in bulging veins and parchment skin. She closed her eyes and asked me every thirty seconds of that blue-light half hour to … Continue reading Frost
One of the most unassumingly bizarre experiences of life so far was sticking my head round the door to do a breathing check for one of the residents and finding him watching television. Watching television at 2am is not unusual in and of itself, it was the fact that he lay there, helpless and a … Continue reading The Image in the Dust
Old women slammed doors on eternity. We paced the streets, handing out gems to the blind and deaf. The preacher raised his hands and called us to Christ.
It's sort of snowing outside but it's warm in here. The table is slightly wobbly. They all are, it's one of the quirks of the place and the reason we usually sit on the sofas in the corner. Savinni's is my favourite. It has been since I first came to Dingwall all that time ago. … Continue reading Partly Accident, Wholly Grace (testimony part 2)
It had just started to snow that soggy, icy kind of snow as the Inverness train pulled out of Haymarket Station. I wasn't going to Ness though, I was going home and that line in itself is telling. It is also telling that the first thing I did when I sat down was stare … Continue reading Marvin K.
We met when he was in third year at high school and I in second. He was my brother's friend and a staunch atheist. He was also one of the most awkward people I'd ever met so naturally we got on well. Of course, being an antagonistic atheist, some of what he said did indeed … Continue reading What Constitutes ‘Successful’ Evangelism Anyway?
It's raining in Inverness. The roads are slick and dappled with puddles. And it's busy. Unusually busy for such inclement weather but if they feared to venture out every time the sky burst, little would be seen of the native highlanders. Besides, it's nearly Christmas isn't it? We're all thinking it but everyone is dreading … Continue reading Christmas Comes to Ness
To be fair, she wasn't saying 'not now', she was saying 'I give up, maybe I'll try in the future but probably not.' I understood, honestly (even though she said none of us do). See the thing is that I've lived long enough to know that life is pretty pants. Think about it, the past … Continue reading The Extraordinary Power of Now
Dear Grandad, I'll be honest, I don't know how to start this. We've never had a heart-to-heart. So I'll just write, honest and true and see what happens. Don't worry, it's awkward for me too. I guess I just want to write to you just to speak to you since you're so far away. Look at … Continue reading The Storyteller