Dear Friends

Growing up in a farming community I have always felt close to the land. Farmers are understandably fascinated by the land. They are passionate about caring for their own land, sometimes critical, sometimes covetous of their neighbours land; and when travelling outside their own area always keenly observant of the agricultural land elsewhere: is it well drained and productive, does it lie towards the sun, is it sweet and fertile?

Is this the summer edition already? Where did that time go?

Hands up if you're bewildered by the progress of technology?

Dear Friends

I grew up in a household where newspapers were read, we always took a national daily, a local daily, two local weeklies and the Methodist Recorder. Newspapers were an important part of our lives. How times have changed. Last week I cancelled my subscription to the Methodist Recorder and therefore, for the first time, have no physical newspaper to read. I do however still read lots of newspapers on line.