The Government Inspector: A Farce in Which Humanity Trips Over Its Own Shadow

Been a while since I looked at a play. So.. There are moments in literature when I realise the human race isn’t merely flawed but gloriously, catastrophically absurd. Gogol understood this long before Beckett ever let Vladimir and Estragon wander out onto a dusty road to wait for a man who’d never come. If Waiting … Continue reading The Government Inspector: A Farce in Which Humanity Trips Over Its Own Shadow

Christmastown in the Third Heaven: A Pilgrim’s Progress Through Pastel Nonsense

Christmas seems to fly around quicker as I get older, and I’ve had this little belter in draft for a while now. And there are moments in the modern Church when I feel that the early Reformers may have burned the wrong books. Luther fretted over indulgences; Calvin worried about predestination; Cranmer toyed with liturgies. … Continue reading Christmastown in the Third Heaven: A Pilgrim’s Progress Through Pastel Nonsense