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Monday, 23 March 2026

It Has Been Three Months


Dad - some thoughts written over the third month without you


I read in church without you again today. Chris has taken your place on the rota. I still can’t believe I will never get to read in church with you. I was so excited to do it. I was so excited to hear you read again too. I got complimented on my voice, but if you had read it would have been you receiving the praise. It was you who taught me how to read in church. Thank you. 



Another Treacle Market has been and gone. Another without you. I’ve found myself measuring in Treacle Markets. Last time I saw you, the day you died, then 2 more. Chris is finding it hard not to buy you a croissant. The kids miss their £1 from Granddad!


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We watched a film you did filming for. We couldn’t see you though. Isn’t that just a metaphor for our lives now?

Saturday, 21 February 2026

It Has Been Two Months



Dad - some thoughts written over the second month without you



Parenting while grieving is hard. Parenting grieving children is hard. Grieving children don’t always realise they’re grieving. And they don’t always grieve in ways that make you feel sorry for them.


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My body hurts. 


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Everyone talks at me all of the time. I don’t want to talk about it. Talking won’t bring you back. And it doesn’t make me feel better. And taking everyone else’s grief onto my shoulders is so heavy. 


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When I think of the utter bastards running this world, and how they all live to grand old ages. It’s insane. You are such a good person. You have made such a beautiful difference in this world. So many people love you. So many people’s lives touched by you, changed for the better because of you. Make it make sense. Make it make sense. 


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Just had a moment in the car park that was the last place I saw you. 3 weeks before you died. We didn’t have a proper goodbye that day because you were in a hurry to get J & L home. When I got in the car today though, I saw this van parked near us and it made me laugh. “‘Tis but a scratch! I’ve had worse…” Just the sort of thing you’d say!



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Remember when we went to the Tower of London together? Just you and me. I got the train in from Winchester and we met, and you bought our tickets with your Clubcard vouchers. It was such a lovely day. 


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We buried you today.

Wednesday, 21 January 2026

It Has Been a Month



Dad - some thoughts written over the first month without you



In amongst the cruelty of it all, I find myself unable to write. So many thoughts and feelings and no way to write them down. I can’t speak them and when I try to write they disappear, leaving only trite sentences that mean nothing. 


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I have lost my Father, the man who held me, made me feel safe, who was always proud of me, even when I sat in the midst of chaos. I am set adrift on an ocean of tears. Life will never be the same again. My heart is broken and I am lost for words.


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What did I learn from you? Relax your muscles when it’s cold. Crying won’t get it written. Generosity. You never forget your first love. Consequences. There is always a joke. Grief is for us. 


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I saw you cry so many times. Unafraid, unashamed. I remember you weeping at the dinner table, as you talked about identifying the bodies of your colleague and one of the lads who had been killed while out cycling. You taught us so well about grief, but you didn’t teach us how to live without you. 


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I remember doing the dishes with you, you washing, me drying, and we sang together. Go Down Moses, if you were in a mischievous mood, and I Know Him So Well - with you taking Barbara Dickson’s part to my Elaine Paige. 


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You loved music, always listening to the radio or popping a record on. James Taylor, Vin Garbutt, John Denver. The care with which you put the needle down on to the vinyl, left hand in the air, ready for the dancing. Folk music on the radio in the evening. You made a mix tape of Irish songs for us to listen to in the car on our way to Ireland, and printed out all the words so we could sing along.

Thursday, 25 December 2025

Christmas Reflection

In a borrowed cradle

Hewn from stone


Swaddled.

A Passover lamb

Kept free from blemish


First cry

Beneath the star.

Light in the darkness


A baby, pure and innocent

God in human form

Vulnerable and weak


Born to serve

To suffer

To save


Shadow of the cross

Upon the newborn King


Final cry 

As darkness cloaks the earth 

Covering the sun


Broken body, bearing my blemish

Swaddled again

And laid to rest


In a borrowed tomb

Hewn from stone


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Thursday, 18 December 2025

We Remain


Made in the image of God

But not to image Christ 


Male and female

He created them

But not to image Christ


He saw that they were very good

But not good enough

To image Christ 


I don’t look like God’s human form


As if His maleness

Is more

Than His humanity


God made Himself small 

Small enough to be a man

But not small enough -

It seems -

To be a woman


In Christ

There is no male or female

But only men image Christ 


Fit to carry the Christ-child

Fit to finance His ministry 

Fit to remain at the foot of the cross

But not fit - you say - to image Christ


The first at the empty tomb

The first to meet the risen Christ

The first to spread the news

But not to image Christ


Backbone of the church

Children, flowers, teas

Made to be silent, obedient, busy

But not to image Christ


Don’t like it?

We can leave

You say


But we don’t come for you 


Not your table

We gather around

Not your body and blood 

We treasure


We remain for

Christ in the Eucharist

And myself

Hidden in Christ


©️Laura Moore 2025
A painted sculpture of Jesus being laid in the tomb. Looking on are St John, Mary the mother of Jesus, the other Mary, and Mary Magdalene. They have their names written in Latin on their halos.
Image by Falco, Pixabay


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Saturday, 13 December 2025

Freedom, Faith, and the Dignity of All People: A Catholic Reflection on “A Prayer in Parliament”

Last month our church newsletter - in the interests of maintaining a free press - published Reform MP Danny Kruger’s “A Prayer in Parliament.” A number of us complained to the editor, expressing our disappointment in the message conveyed within. I shan’t link to his speech, but I’m sure you can find it if you want to. This is the (edited) article I had published in this month’s newsletter as a response to that speech:



I hope that the desire to share Danny Kruger’s speech came from agreement with Kruger’s stance on abortion and assisted-dying, rather than support for the Christian Nationalism and anti-Catholic rhetoric contained within. And don’t we all have far more in common than that which divides us? How wonderful to find an MP who appears to be so pro-life in his stance. 


However…


Kruger’s speech worries me, as a human being, but particularly as a Catholic. Oh, I know that Catholics may hold differing views on political and moral questions; the Catechism of the Catholic Church teaches us that every human being “has the natural right to be recognised as a free and responsible being.” (CCC 1738) But the uncritical reproduction of this speech troubled me. Its content, in several places, departs from Catholic social teaching, misrepresents the nature of human rights, and promotes a vision of Christianity bound up with national and ethnic identity. Dignitatis Humanae asserts that freedom must be exercised with due regard for the rights of others and for the common good:


“In the use of all freedoms the moral principle of personal and social responsibility is to be observed. In the exercise of their rights, individual men and social groups are bound by the moral law to have respect both for the rights of others and for their own duties toward others and for the common welfare of all. Men are to deal with their fellows in justice and civility.” (Dignitatis Humanae, Section 7)


Catholics are called to respect others’ freedom to speak, but at the same time to maintain that truth should guide public discourse. In Pope Pius XII’s words, freedom of expression “does not mean freedom to destroy or to wound moral principles, or to attack the rights of others.” (Pius XII, Address to the International Congress of the Catholic Press, 17th Feb, 1950) Kruger’s free to speak. I am free to disagree. If our words are disregarding the rights of others, then we’re not exercising our freedom appropriately. At least not in the eyes of the Church.


Kruger’s views are inconsistent with Catholic teaching; in fact they contradict the Church’s commitment to the universality of the Gospel, the dignity of every human person, and the respect due to people of all faiths and none. 


Kruger’s prayer differs from Catholic teaching on other religions, framing Islam as a threat. I was taught that the Catholic Church recognises truth and holiness in other religions. Nostra Aetate states that the Church respects and affirms truth found in other religions. “The Catholic Church rejects nothing that is true and holy in these religions. She regards with sincere reverence those ways of conduct and of life, those precepts and teachings which, though differing in many aspects from the ones she holds and sets forth, nonetheless often reflect a ray of that Truth which enlightens all men.” This includes Islam, which the Church regards “with esteem.” We are to reject any discrimination on the basis of race or religion. Dignitatis Humanae declares that the human person has a right to religious freedom, and that the right to religious freedom has its foundation in the very dignity of the human person. The Catechism teaches “the right to the exercise of freedom, especially in moral and religious matters, is an inalienable requirement of the dignity of the human person.” (CCC 1738) We cannot both follow the Church’s teachings, and, at the same time, question another religion’s right to exist in this country.


More worrying to me is Kruger’s implication that a concern for human rights, or being “woke,” is like worshipping fairies. When the image of God is in every person, and human rights are rooted in the natural law and the dignity of the human person created by God, how can we be considering the words of a man who believes that human rights are mythical and malevolent? Kruger says that human rights outside of Christianity are inventions and meaningless, but the Catechism states that human rights are accessible to all by virtue of reason, independently of any particular religious belief. “The natural law, present in the heart of each man and established by reason, is universal in its precepts and its authority extends to all men. It expresses the dignity of the person and determines the basis for his fundamental rights and duties. (CCC 1956) The source of human rights is not the teachings of Christianity, but the stamp of our Creator on every human made in His image. 


Kruger assumes that England is, by nature, Anglican, overlooking the approximately 4 million Catholics in England (and Wales), as well as those from other Christian denominations, and other religions; and completely ignoring the several centuries of persecution experienced by Catholics in this country. Persecution that occurred, in part, because Catholics wouldn’t submit to being a “national church.” He also writes that the reformers of the 16th century brought this country back from idolatry. He is, of course, referring to the Protestant Reformation that resulted in the break from Rome, and as such is implying that Catholics are idolaters. 


By association, he assumes that to be Christian is to be English. Defining Christianity in ethnic and national terms risks marginalising non-white and immigrant Christians. Tying faith to Englishness risks idolatry of nation over God. Doesn't the Catholic church teach that the church is universal, and not bound to one ethnicity, nation or political system? Galatians 3:28 reminds us that we are all one in Christ Jesus. And don’t we stand up at Mass, next to our brothers and sisters from so many nations and backgrounds, declaring that we believe we are “one holy, catholic, and apostolic church?” Leviticus 19:34 and Matthew 25:35 both call us to welcome the stranger and the migrant. Pope Francis told us to remember that, “If every human being possesses an inalienable dignity, if all people are my brothers and sisters, and if the world truly belongs to everyone, then it matters little whether my neighbour was born in my country or elsewhere,” (Fratelli Tutti 125) and said that our response to immigrants should be to welcome, protect, promote and integrate. Our priest is Polish. Our Deacon is Hungarian. Until recently we had a Nigerian priest here too. We have such a multicultural congregation, and it is beautiful. I believe that our church is a far more welcoming community than Kruger’s dream of England, and I pray that we continue to be so.


A blue door, open, with a wooden sign hanging on the door, declaring “Welcome, we are open.”
Photo by Ketut Subiyanto






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