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Vicar on February 27th, 2012

We live in an age when many people don’t give God a thought from one day to the next. If asked, most people in this country would profess to be Christians and have a belief in God but, for various reasons, don’t even think of including him in the day to day running of their […]

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Vicar on February 27th, 2012

Ronald Blythe studies the world through his window EACH morning, at about six, tea in hand, I sit for an hour looking out of the window, regular as clockwork. At first, there is nothing to see in winter, then shadowy shapes are “laid in”, as the artist who once lived here might put it. The […]

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Vicar on February 24th, 2012

Ronald Blythe studies the world through his window EACH morning, at about six, tea in hand, I sit for an hour looking out of the window, regular as clockwork. At first, there is nothing to see in winter, then shadowy shapes are “laid in”, as the artist who once lived here might put it. The […]

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Vicar on February 13th, 2012

Ronald Blythe considers a partnership that changed the world WINTER made a brief appearance, like a minor character in an old play. It whitened the edges of things, and, having arrived, was very still. Nothing moved. I could have picked some flowers — white periwinkle, daisies, a rose or two, pussy willow. Snowberries clung to […]

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Vicar on February 6th, 2012

Ronald Blythe ponders trees in Hockney and Constable country THE last time trees were given free range throughout the Royal Academy was when it honoured John Nash with a retrospective, in the late ’60s. He was the same age as David Hockney. His trees flourished in their modest fashion from Cornwall to Skye. But their […]

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