Solitude in grief

The entrance to a rambling 135 hectare country park is just across the road from my home. Once inside, there are hills to climb with countryside views as far away as the neighbouring counties if the weather is fine; small lakes, open green spaces, winding paths and patches of forest. Birdsong in the mornings is…

And so Christmas has arrived

How many people are on the road this Christmas? Perhaps you are one of the millions  who will be driving or taking a train, plane or coach. Or maybe you’ll be at home, receiving visitors. Or maybe you’ll be at home, alone. In the northern hemisphere, our days have reached their shortest, and now, just…