To Mother's...

...and an evening of talk and an old film Reach for the Sky...oh dear, what an utterly vanished Britain, not so much in its wartime valour - I was expecting all that, of course - but in its values, ideas, relationships. The love story and the way it is played out now seems to belong to a different sort of humanity, a different way of being. It's a way of being that I still see among some of the young people I meet at Catholic and other Christian groups, but it's no longer the norm for society. And this reality, this sense of 'living differently' in the deepest and most important of relationships, is what marks the young who gather in such groups. They don't want to talk and talk about it, would rather tackle other topics, but there it is...