St. Patrick’s Church

St. Patrick and I are relative strangers; none of my family hails from Ireland, I’m not Roman Catholic, and, insofar as hagiography goes, Patrick has never really been one of my favourites. I prefer the saints reputed to have wry senses of humour, like Lawrence or Agatha. At least, I hope Agatha was finding some…

Order

On days when I haven’t had enough sleep, I tend to try to pare life down to the essentials. That’s not going to be possible today, so the results of last night’s insomnia will simply have to be shoved aside, hopefully without too many consequences of any severity. Today I am hoping for order amid…