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‘the Church Helps Everyone
Page 8 from 14th August 2009‘I know homeless people who’ve taken a beating. Sometimes it’s from other homeless people and sometimes it’s from people just on their way home.......
Among The Piccadilly Drop-outs
Page 3 from 19th September 1969PAULA DAVIES meets Jenny the Dreamer Y ou can't miss them, especially when you are stuck in a traffic jam going round Piccadilly Circus.. Some are......
Elation And Frustration: The Graz Assembly
Page 7 from 4th July 1997The Graz Assembly was, in effect, six major international conferences at once — as well as a wonderful experience of Christian witness that one day......
Muscular Christianity On The Ropes
Page 8 from 18th August 2006Mark Greaves looks at the true story of a prizefighting Mexican priest who funded an orphanage with his winnings and is now the subject of a hit......
Hermit, Vagabond... Saint?
Page 8 from 2nd January 2009Celia Brigstocke recalls John Bradburne, who laid down his life for lepers in war-torn Rhodesia O n September 5 1979 the body of John Bradburne......
`during The Shootings, They Sucked Mint Sweets'
Page 16 from 24th April 2009The Holocaust by Bullets T he victims of what Fr Patrick Dcsbois calls the Holocaust by bullets" were not transported in cattle trucks to......
Your Garden Is Vital
Page 3 from 23rd October 1942in War by E. J. KING A NOTE of urgency must be struck in advising the earliest possible completion of grease banding fruit-trees. Many readers......
Let’s Revel In Royalty Like The Dutch
Page 12 from 6th May 2011Nick Thomas K nowing my distaste for mass jollification, many friends called last Friday to ask whether residence in Amsterdam had enabled me to......
My Neighbours Strike The Right Note
Page 12 from 13th May 2011Nick Thomas ‘T here was music from my neighbour’s house through the summer nights.” Thus F Scott Fitzgerald, opening Chapter 3 of The Great......
A Musical Jungle On The Streets
Page 10 from 13th January 1989NEARLY two weeks into it, but a happy New Year to you anyway! Despite a generous pint of Scottish blood in my veins, Hogmanay high jinks leave me......