If the story of Jesus seen through Christian eyes tells us anything, it is that true love is costly. That’s why I didn’t clap for Captain Tom last night. This man’s extraordinary kindness has been exploited by people who know more about how to curry favour with the public than they do about running the country. Clapping costs nothing, but a real NHS/GIG is costly, and I am ready, willing and able to pay my extra few pence in the pound income tax. The NHS/GIG are not charities; they are a fundamental expression of what we are as a nation.
Two ways of being ‘cloud’ from this morning’s lovely walk…
