Tom Cunliffe
Despite years of backsliding from a Chapel upbringing, my memory of the King James Bible remains clear. Now and again when all seems lost over a particular issue, somebody or something saves the day in defiance of rational explanation.
I’m generally a pragmatic sort, but at such times I wonder if there may be a wider truth in the verse from St John’s Gospel that reports, “There was a Man sent from God…”
A notable example took place when I was living with my family on the Isle of Wight in a partly restored Jacobean farmhouse. It stood back from the sea, high above the soft cliffs at Chale not far from St Catherine’s Point and I always reckoned that on a clear day I could see America from the attic windows. The sitting room featured a six-foot fireplace containing a bread oven complete with cast-iron
