Soap in the bath in Lent

It was of course Father Dougal who said, ‘Sure you wouldn’t believe any of that stuff, Ted’

So I’ve done my fill of planning, strategizing, consulting and all that.  I’m moving on now to begin to get into some of ‘that stuff’ which Dougal found so disturbing.  I’m attempting a sort of roadshow around the diocese with a look at what we believe and how we believe it.  Starting off this evening in Coupar Angus – closest of our churches to Blogstead – with God, Dawkins and Nigella.

It will be interesting to see what happens.  I shall be particularly interested to see if, as I hope to find, people are rather more interested in faith than they are in the church.  Seems entirely healthy to me.  It’s just a pity that it is the church like a great hungry animal which devours us all daily.

If you want to know what I am doing and where to find me on this pilgrimage, the details are here


  1. I can do gastroporn with the best of them – licking the chocolate sauce off my finger while rolling my eyes suggestively

  2. I assume that along with the God stuff these evenings will include a cookery demonstration and that you will be advising your audience how to become domestic goddesses. I think you certainly have a future as the episcopal Jamie Oliver. Can you ride a scooter?

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