There was, once upon a time a group of people who went about casting doom and gloom around the place, generally against the establishment of the day, casting aspersions about the state of play. And they were called cynics What has this to do with the reluctant ordinand? Ah, well the cynics all wore open toed sandals, had long hair and went about nomadic like from place to place in scruffy clothes!! remind you of anyone?
Greenbelt over, school looming. Is there much to look forward to save for the usual autumnal festivities? It’s no good thinking that the year...
