In the name of God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit. Amen.

I, was always the innkeeper.

I’m not sure how many times I was in a nativity. Nor am I sure how it happened. But somehow, I was always the innkeeper.

And the innkeeper doesn’t get the best of lines. [Read more…]

It was the middle of the night. It was dark – the night black as pitch beyond the cold bright lights which shone in our faces. And it was surprisingly cold.
Crossing the border should have been easy.
But they made us all get off the train and queue up to have our passports stamped.
September 2018 and I was trying to leave the EU. [Read more…]