Remembering lockdown

“GANAWA BACK! GA FARDER OOT!” If you walk the Lakeland fells, you may hear these cries from a shepherd directing a dog as it gathers a swirling mass of Herdwicks and guides them towards a gate or sheepfold. Those words have become a lockdown measuring rod for me. The...

Captains, Kings and soft power: a Quaker view

THE TUMULT and the shouting has died. And though the captains and the kings may not have departed, they have, for the present, disappeared from our screens. The power-pageant of throne and altar has rightly been much anatomised and discussed, both in these pages and...