Lyric video for Holy Overshadowing with brand new artwork

It’s been seven years since I co-wrote a song with Graham Kendrick, and it has been a wonderful experience to see how far-reaching this song has become. It has been heard in places I haven’t visited and sung in languages I don’t know. I will always be grateful to God for this. It has also … More Lyric video for Holy Overshadowing with brand new artwork

What Became of Cylandria, a short story – Part 3 (conclusion)

[Read Part 1 here] [Read Part 2 here] Sometimes, when it’s night time and I just need to think, I’ll leave the lights off in the lab. Let the glow of the emergency exit sign guide me; the corridor light that spills through the window, the 60Hz pulse of the computer monitors, the night light … More What Became of Cylandria, a short story – Part 3 (conclusion)

What Became of Cylandria, a short story – Part 2

[Read Part 1 here] Sophia took me out for drinks and backgammon one evening shortly before her stint with me came to an end just under a year ago. “We have had another letter from the Centre of Scientific Enquiry,” she began, raising her eyebrows. (She said ‘of’ but I knew she meant ‘for’; her … More What Became of Cylandria, a short story – Part 2

What Became of Cylandria, a short story – Part 1

Or, how to create a world in ~44,000 hours I made a world last month. Or, more accurately, following >44,000 hours in the lab, I concluded my final experiment last month. 44,000 hours ought to be enough to achieve something as great as planetary creation. I seem to have become a little distant from some … More What Became of Cylandria, a short story – Part 1

The Scarecrow (Poem)

Darkened sky,Barren hill –Bloody field,Deathly still.Circling cryRings the sky,High aboveThe scarecrow. Hanging head,Flapping wind,Tortured mouth –Weight of sin.All who passLaugh at him,Passing byThe scarecrow. Limp in limb.Heavy eyesDrooping, seeAll that lies.Not a word,Not a sound –MercifulThe scarecrow.

Fully Known – A reflection on dementia in the age of knowledge

My Nan and dementia Late last year, my Nan passed away. She was the last of my grandparents to go. First, her husband some 12 years previous, who was taken rather suddenly with pneumonia. Over the ensuing years my maternal grandparents both went by heart attack – my Grandad on the golf course; my Gran … More Fully Known – A reflection on dementia in the age of knowledge