I’ve just been at summer school. Things that happened that I thought were brilliant:
- sado-masochism as spiritual practice was (briefly) defended in a talkback session
- a couple of kids came to sit at my table one lunchtime
- an onion formed the basis of one of the epilogues [end of day worship]
I’m glad I’ve got the bank holiday to recover.
Hi, I just saw this story and it reminded me of the “My disabled god” poem that you read out. http://goo.gl/iZS5