The strangest things can spark memories, can't they, and as I was making my way home from meeting a friend the other day, I realised I was passing Camden Sai...

If someone responds to one of my profiles on (many!) dating websites and tells me I’m handsome I simply reply, “Yes, I agree!”. Some comebacks accuse me of ...

I recently found an old diary and this entry stuck out to me: “All I know is when I think about dating, I like the thought of dating a woman and really can’t...

I tell you I feel invisible in the church. Invisible in the ‘traditional evangelical’ churches and conferences. Never spoken about, unless tucked away in a s...

When I moved into a new place a while ago, one job was to display a collection of my photos on one wall. While getting sucked into a Pinterest search for wal...

Once upon a time there was a little girl who was a bit different; everyone thought that she was a boy. She was a very kind and caring person but no one would...

My new beginnings started on bonfire night in 2014 when I wandered back to the smouldering bonfire at the end of the night to pray alone. I told God my regr...

I realised my sexual orientation from age seven when I fell for my Year 3 student teacher, and was fixated with other boys at school and Uni, but, growing up...

T S Eliot, throughout his ‘Four Quartets’ has some pretty deep things to say about experience as a sentient being within time, and many of them can only be g...

Every time it’s like the first time. Every time I drop the words into a space that seems to fit them, stand back, and wait to see what happens. Every time my...

Imagine, if you will, a gay teenager in a vicarage on a council estate in South Bristol in the early 90s. No internet, virtually no out gay people on TV, an...

A new year, a new start. We find one of the biggest obstacles to LGBT people being accepted in UK churches is that Christians aren’t always told true stories...