Dad

My Dad died last month, on Easter Monday. Awash with symbolism, we were at his bedside throughout the Easter weekend, watching with him through the night whilst listening to the services and Masses of the Easter triduum that are so familiar to Catholics all over the world. All who have lost a parent will know… Read More Dad

Past Pupils

This weekend, I attended the funeral of Christopher, whose life ended in a car accident a few weeks ago. He was 20 years old. He was also a past pupil. I should admit to a little bit of poetic licence here, in that, strictly speaking, Christopher started school the term after I left as headteacher.… Read More Past Pupils