Whatever your beliefs this time of year holds much hope for something good – better even than the outgoing year. If you have time do read all of John Betjeman’s poem Christmas which starts off:

The bells of waiting Advent ring,
The Tortoise stove is lit again
And lamp oil light across the night
Has caught the streaks of winter rain
In many a stained glass window sheen
From Crimson Lake to Hooker’s Green.

He is ever hopeful it seems and that is what we have to hang on to.


My thoughts turn to:

Light a candle, light one more,
bring your hope to winter’s door;

Hear the bells as out they chime
have hope of warmth in frosty rime;

Let your heart speak love and peace,
If we all sign up to this
Then it is within our reach;

So light your candle;
pray your prayer;
And with love we will get there.

Very best wishes – Denny Bradbury 💚