May 2025

This morning, I walked into the local village hall and, for the first time in thirty years, sat down for a Sunday church service.

There were three months last year that, on the surface, looked like something out of a soft-focus film.

I’ve always believed in free speech. Always. It’s a cornerstone of any decent society — the right to speak your mind, challenge the status quo, ask difficult questions, and have your say. But yesterday… yesterday tested my patience with that principle.

There’s a certain kind of fear that comes with putting yourself out there.