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The Leaving of Glasgow...

After a long hiatus, the hope is that this blog will once again be a space to share stories and to reflect.  I am wrting this post using a shiny new, teeny tiny, laptop - an emergency purchase just three days before moving away from Glasgow to begin my new bi-vocational ministry in the North West of England.

I am excited to be taking up these new roles, and looking forward to being closer to the many people who have been constant and loyal friends through multiple moves.  At the same time, I will miss this beautiful city and the people who have become equally valued friends - I hope our friendships will last many years to come.

I have been in Glasgow just shy of fourteen years - almost a quarter of my life, and a third of my adult life.  Small wonder then, the letting go is quite a wrench.

From tomorrow, I will be living on the Chehsire/Staffordshire/West Midlands/Greater Mancesher border, in a town that owes is existence to the coming of the railway and the NIMBYism of a local landowner.  'Railway Town' is a town of around 70k people, home to Bentley motors (Rolls Royce cars) and the best-known railway interchange in the UK: "Crewe station, all change, all change!"  Which is perhaps as well, since half of my role will be as a Transitional Minister - a minister for change!

The other half of my ministry will be as Tutor for Ministerial Formation at Northern Baptist College - my old vicar school.  This is a non-academic role, overseeing the practicalties of training, and will build on my long experience of mentoring and supervision (both professional and pastoral),  I am excited to join the college at the time when it is beginning 'new things' and to devote my final working years to handing on to the next generation of Baptist ministers,,, it actually feels very 'Great Commission' in its esscence... 'make discioles and teach them everything....'  Well, not everything, but hopefuly something useful!!

Photos and more reflection will follow in the coming days, weeks and months, buy for now - THANK YOU GLASGOW, you did yourself proud.


  • I noticed your entry about the death of Stewart Johnson in 2019 which coincidentally was the year my own husband died. I was friends with his wife Edna at school and last saw her around 1982 at Strathclyde University although we were in touch online after that. Is Edna still alive and is she well? I certainly hope so. If you are in touch give her my good wishes. I have fond memories of her as a happy bouncy teenager.

  • Hello Marion and thank you for your comment. My Aunt is still very much alive and well. She remarried earlier this year, and seems to be very happy. I will pass on your good wishes to her.

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