Either None or Four

Today is the last day of my summer leave + furlough; I resume work for St Stephen’s House tomorrow; Noughth Week begins with Sunday Mass. Morning run in more chilly drizzle, Morning Office, morning Mass, hot breakfast, a debrief from the doctor who took one of the interviews I participated in several weeks ago. I…

Take Five

Chilly, drizzly morning run, Morning Office, morning Mass for St Michael and all angels, fruit breakfast, trip to Boots so that Margaret may obtain passport photos (she needs me to advise her on when she’s in the correct position for the camera, since without her glasses she can’t see the frame). Some positive work on…

Counting Down From Seven

Another cold run this morning, with Morning Office, hot breakfast, morning Mass, a little time on Legends, a protracted exploration of rural Oxfordshire (in the abstract; Margaret is working on a jigsaw puzzle map of Oxford from the early 17th century) whereby we sought the settlement which seemed to read ‘Jewcote’ on the map (obviously…

Eight Before Noughth

A very chilly morning run (5°), Morning Office, Morning Mass, hot breakfast, then banging away at James and miracles. Or, more to the point, a gallant attempt at a writing session; I went in to my study, and spent a couple of hours waiting through system updates, application updates, moving furniture to prepare for ventilation,…

And Back From the Shore

No run this morning, of course, since I hadn’t brought along my trainers. Morning Office, pizza for breakfast, a brief visit to the Delias before catching our train back to Victoria (then the Oxford Tube to home). Afternoon spent gathering and resting before a late afternoon appointment (which was delayed, then ultimately cancelled). Margaret made…

New Orders

No run this morning, as it was raining heavily when I woke up. Although the showers had abated a little later, by then I needed to get ready for morning Mass. Fruit breakfast, then packing up odds and ends for an overnight to Worthing for Josh Delia’s ordination. Travel went smoothly, we obtained sustenance from…

Moses-mania

Early run, Morning Office, Mass, fruit breakfast, and steady work on Legends, as I’m getting near the end of volume 2. I’ve hit the ‘Moses in Egypt’ section, and while the Twelve Patriarchs were like a Judaic early version of the Avengers, Moses is the solo superhero type. Thus far, he is more like Batman…

Matthew’s Monday

Up early, ran my mile-and-a-half, Morning Office, Mass for St Matthew’s Day, a lightning strike at the grocery, and a day’s struggle for productive labour toward organising my Michaelmas teaching, advancing the cause of my essay on James, and manifest progress on volume 2 of Legends. I made fajitas for dinner, and we started watching…

End of the Summer

I don’t technically return to work for another week, but it’s time to begin whipping my teaching plans, and writing obligations, into shape. I was hoping for more clear guidance from the government about circumstances for classes, but that seems more than a little silly these days. Today was more like the rest of the…

Confined in a Window

David Weinberger used to emphasise the extent to which the internet (as it was) conveyed the sense of being a place. We should talk about that again some time — but the overwhelming feeling I get from what we’ve come to know as ‘social media’ involves the flattening of the spatiality of the Net. This…