The times in which the powerful and the comfortable could decide what is best for lives about which they have little comprehension are passing. Our family saying for this condition was 'VWTGTC'. It stood for 'vicar's wife taking gruel to cottagers'.
Regular readers of my blog (a small but much appreciated group!) may wonder if I've got a bit obsessed with the Occupy eviction and my forced removal from the steps of St Paul's Cathedral. Looking back now, I realise that my last five blog entries have been about it.
A few weeks ago, I was sorting through some old papers and came across my first ever published article. It was a piece on Christian attitudes towards mental health, published in the (now defunct) New Christian Herald in October 1998. I was 21.