'Sticks and stones may break my bones, But words can never hurt me.' Do you remember that little rhyme from childhood? I wonder whether...

In the heart of rural Warwickshire, a place not renowned for diversity of any kind, I had a conversation about Brexit. I know what you're...

Last Tuesday was my final day at the Queen's Foundation for Ecumenical Theological Education. I leave with profound mixed feelings,...

In the last couple of months, I have been places where I speak next to none of the local langauges. This deeply frustrates me! I would...

This is my second attempt to offer some reflections on the current state of play in Middle East. The title is a quote from an old joke...