Saturday, 14 March 2026

Nellie the Elephant Takes a Break















The elephant slide from St Brelade's Elephant Park is off for refurbishment, as captured in this photo from Facebook. Here's a poem about it, with allusions to other elephant related material! I like to write lighter poems sometimes!

Nellie the Elephant Takes a Break

Nellie the Elephant packed her trunk,
And said goodbye to the Elephant park;
Off she went with a trumpety trump,
Leaving the children down in the dump;
Where their pink elephant once sat,
Was just an empty wooden slat;
The children cry, where is she? they say:
Meanwhile along the Weighbridge way,
Drinkers saw a large Pink Elephant whizzing by;
Did I drink too much? Can an Elephant fly?
Nellie was on a trailer, off to a nice spa,
To be spruced up, she had to travel far;
But she didn’t trundle off to the jungle,
Unless her lorry driver made a bungle,
And if so, what a Dumbo he would be,
He’d say, “oh dear, oh dear oh me”;
But she’ll be back, and before September:
That, like the elephant, you can remember;
And the Technicolor Pachyderm once again
Will grace the play park, and there reign;
Just the thing for children come to play:
On such a nice warm sunny Summer’s day;
Children slide down, you sip your lemonade:
As you see the Pink Elephant on Parade!

Friday, 13 March 2026

1986 - 40 years ago - March - Part 2




















1986 - 40 years ago - March - Part 2
















March 17-23

DISCLOSURES about profits made by local oil companies lead the president of the Jersey Farmers Union to ask Agriculture and Fisheries president Senator Pierre Horsfall to take the matter up in the States and head an inquiry into the issue.

A 19-year-old unemployed Jerseyman, Steve Shane Mesney, pleads guilty in the Police Court to grave and criminal assault. The Court hears that 27-year-old Alan McCormick required 50 stitches after being found lying bleeding in Chapel Lane after an attack by Mesney.

Jersey historian Mrs Joan Stevens dies aged 75.

The States pass the controversial Queen's Valley Reservoir Law after thrashing out the amendments but opponents of the flooding plans say that they have not given up the fig ht.

Mrs Helen Baker, a founder of the Save Our Valleys group, says that the anti-flooders may petition the Queen.

Automaten Gaudin, the Five Oaks catering and refrigeration equipment company, closes with the loss of 11 jobs and is declared en desastre in the Royal Court.

The former offices of the Jersey New Waterworks Company in Mulcaster Street are bought by the Banco de Bilbao for £1 million.

The Police Court hears that doctors have no legal right to special parking places when a practitioner, Dr James Hugh, appears to answer more than 30 parking charges.

The 100-year-old iron railings at the central Market are to be surveyed by a specialist structural engineer after it is discovered they are rusting badly.

March 24-30

THE Island celebrates the 100th anniversary of the birth of its greatest artist of modern times, Edmund Blampied. Tributes are paid to the way in which he so faithfully recorded the essential nature of Jersey and its inhabitants.

The arrest of a further 13 people on suspicion of drunken driving brings the total of arrests for the offence to 104 for the first three months of 1986.

Figures published by the Social Security Committee show that the 'flu epidemic of February and March broke all records. Between 17 February and 14 March, 5,896 medical certificates were issued.

Mr Robin Seymour, chairman of the Island's largest hotel group, warns that Jersey stands to lose its tourism market if hotels up-grade and increase their prices too rapidly.

Finance and economics Committee president Senator Reg Jeune says he is horrified by a suggestion from the Civil Aviation Authority that Jersey could lose its Heathrow connection.

The Jersey Gas Company's annual report for 1985 is published and reveals that there are plans for a move from the existing Bath Street building to Tunnel Street. The report also reveals a profit after tax in 1985 of over £172 million.

Speaking at an Institute of Bankers dinner, the principal of Highlands College, Mr Wally Clarke, attacks the poor training record of the local finance industry.


 











Elizabeth Castle opens its gates to the public for the first time since a £120,000 facelift designed to make the fortification more easily understood by visitors.

Thursday, 12 March 2026

ITV reporting on the Trans Debate in Jersey Schools





The recent report by ITV was (I thought) very biased. Teachers are prohibited from (a) telling parents and (b) using biological gender pronouns in cases of children declaring themselves as "Trans". But what if other children tell their parents and it gets back to the child's parents? The concept of secrecy is "porous" at best, and presumably at parent / teacher review meetings the teachers then revert to using biological gender pronouns for the child, which must make the risk of slip-ups considerable. They must also take care in school end of term reports.

Emotional Framing and Operational Contradictions

I think this presented the issue in a way that downplayed the practical and safeguarding tensions within the current Trans Inclusion Schools Guidance. This is because the report focused on emotional framing rather than the operational contradictions teachers face.

The guidance requires teachers not to inform parents if a child declares a different gender identity at school unless the child explicitly consents. At the same time, teachers must use the child’s chosen name and pronouns in school settings, even though biological sex remains relevant for safeguarding, sports, facilities, and internal data systems!

"Staff should not disclose information concerning a child’s trans* status to others, including parents, carers and other members of the school community unless legally required to do so or because the child has asked the school to do so. A child’s trans* status must not be discussed by staff outside of school with friends etc and the confidentiality of the child should be foremost in their minds." 
https://www.gov.je/SiteCollectionDocuments/Education/Transgender%20Guidance%20for%20Jersey%20Schools.pdf

This creates a dual‑track system: one linguistic and administrative reality for safeguarding, and another for social interaction. Teachers must constantly switch between these two registers depending on who they are speaking to, which is inherently error‑prone.

The idea that this can be kept confidential is “porous.” Schools are socially transparent environments. Children talk to each other, and they talk to their parents. Parents talk to other parents. Information flows sideways through the community in ways no policy can control.

Even if teachers follow the guidance perfectly, other children may mention the situation at home, and the information may reach the child’s parents indirectly. This means the policy’s assumption of controlled secrecy is unrealistic in practice.

Parent–teacher meetings introduce another layer of risk. Teachers are expected to revert to biological pronouns when speaking to parents who are not aware of the child’s school identity. Switching pronoun sets depending on the audience is cognitively demanding, especially in a busy meeting where teachers are discussing multiple pupils.

End‑of‑term reports create similar problems. Reports for parents must use the child’s real name and biological pronouns for the child, but internally teachers must refer to the child in their chosen name and  sex. Teachers must therefore maintain two parallel linguistic systems in writing as well as speech, increasing the likelihood of accidental disclosure.

Safeguarding law adds further tension. Biological sex remains the legally relevant category for risk assessment, supervision, and certain activities. Teachers must therefore treat the child as one sex for safeguarding purposes while treating them as another for social purposes. This contradiction is extremely difficult to manage consistently.

School Trips

The ITV report highlighted a complaint from a trans‑identified child who felt distressed at being required to share accommodation with their biological sex on school trips. That emotional experience is real for the child, but ITV presented it as though the only relevant factor was the child’s discomfort, without acknowledging the wider safeguarding framework that schools must operate within.

"Staff should plan how best to meet the needs of trans* children on a residential trip. A trans* child should be able to sleep in a room appropriate to their gender identity. If a trans* child is uncomfortable with this, alternative arrangements must be provided." 
https://www.gov.je/SiteCollectionDocuments/Education/Transgender%20Guidance%20for%20Jersey%20Schools.pdf

Safeguarding, however, applies to all children on the trip, not just the one who is unhappy with the arrangement. Schools have legal duties around privacy, dignity, supervision, and risk management that cannot be suspended for a single case. These duties are based on biological sex because safeguarding is built around physical risk categories, not identity categories.

If a child is biologically male, then regardless of their gender identity, they have the anatomy, physical development, and strength profile of a male. This matters for safeguarding because it shapes the risk environment for other children, particularly in intimate settings like shared bedrooms, bathrooms, and changing areas.

Moving a biologically male child into girls’ accommodation introduces safeguarding risks for the girls. These risks do not depend on the child’s intentions or personality. They arise from the structural reality that girls cannot consent to sharing private overnight spaces with a male peer, and their parents would not expect it.

Even if the child is entirely harmless, safeguarding is not about judging individual character. It is about preventing situations that could lead to discomfort, allegations, breaches of privacy, or harm. Schools must therefore consider the rights and safety of every child, not only the one who identifies differently.

ITV’s framing presented the school’s decision as discriminatory or insensitive, but it omitted the legal and safeguarding logic behind sex‑based accommodation. It also did not acknowledge that many jurisdictions require overnight arrangements to be based on biological sex precisely because identity cannot override safeguarding obligations.

This omission makes the issue appear simpler than it is. Overnight trips expose the fundamental contradiction in the current guidance: schools are told to treat the child socially as their chosen gender, but they must apply safeguarding rules based on biological sex. In day‑to‑day classroom life, this tension can be masked. On residential trips, it becomes unavoidable.

A policy built on secrecy and identity‑based categories cannot function in settings where biological sex is operationally relevant. Accommodation, supervision, and parental expectations all depend on sex, not pronouns. ITV’s report did not explore this, which is why the coverage felt incomplete.

Conclusions

ITV’s coverage did not foreground these structural contradictions or the scale of public concern. It also did not reflect the growing political pressure to revise or replace the guidance, including petitions, propositions in the States, and concerns raised by safeguarding groups.

The deeper issue is that the policy is built on incompatible assumptions: that secrecy can be maintained in a school environment, that teachers can flawlessly code‑switch between pronoun systems, and that safeguarding can be separated from parental knowledge. These assumptions simply do not hold in real life.


Reviewing Claus Westermann's Creation



















Claus Westermann “Creation”

This had a profound effect on my thinking when I read it in the 1980s.

A bit of background story.   Claus Westermann (7 October 1909 – 11 June 2000) was a German Protestant Old Testament scholar. He taught at the University of Heidelberg from 1958 to 1978. Westermann is considered one of the premier Old Testament scholars of the twentieth century. 

Westermann’s observation that God never interrogates the serpent is one of the most important, and easily overlooked, features of Genesis 3. It shapes his entire understanding of how the text treats evil, responsibility, and the limits of human knowledge:

The serpent’s silence before God

In Genesis 3, God questions:
Adam: “Where are you?”
Eve: “What is this you have done?”

But God never asks the serpent anything. There is no “Why did you do this?” or “What is your purpose?” The serpent receives only a sentence, not a dialogue. 

For Westermann, this is not an accident. It is a literary and theological signal: the serpent’s origin, motive, and inner nature are deliberately withheld. Evil as a mystery, not an explained mechanism.

Westermann argues that Genesis 3 refuses to give an origin story for evil. The serpent simply appears - a creature within creation, cunning, speaking, but unexplained. This is consistent with the Hebrew Bible’s general approach:

· Evil is real.
· Evil is not metaphysically grounded.
· Evil’s origin is not revealed.

This is why Westermann insists that Genesis 3 is not a myth of cosmic rebellion or a metaphysical Fall. It is a story of human disobedience within a world where the possibility of temptation already exists, but whose deeper source remains beyond human grasp.

Westermann stresses that the serpent is introduced as:

“one of the animals the LORD God had made”

So cunning, but still a creature, neither divine nor demonic in the later Christian sense. By refusing to question the serpent, the text avoids turning it into a cosmic antagonist. It remains a creature, not a metaphysical enemy. This keeps Genesis 3 firmly within the worldview of the Hebrew Bible, not later dualistic or mythic systems.

The move to read the devil back into the serpent is a later development in Jewish and Christian interpretation, not something present in Genesis itself. The ancient text gives no hint that the serpent is anything other than a creature “that the LORD God had made.”. I have always thought that narrative re-interpretation comes dangerously close to a dualistic outlook.

Westermann famously argues that "the narrative of Genesis 2–3 does not speak of a fall" in the traditional dogmatic sense. Instead, he views it as a "primeval event" that describes the ongoing reality of being human.

He asserts that the word "fall" is inaccurate and deceptive because the text does not describe a move from a "perfect" state to a "ruined" one, but rather the introduction of disobedience and limits.
Alienation, Not Separation: He interprets the expulsion from Eden as alienation from God, not a definitive separation. He emphasizes that God continues to care for and give meaning to human life outside the garden.

(a) Agreement with Jewish Thought

Westermann’s work often mirrors the Jewish perspective that humans were created with two inclinations: the Yetzer HaTov (good) and Yetzer HaRa (evil/selfish). Like Jewish scholars, Westermann argues that humans remain God’s creatures after the garden. There is no "stain" passed down; instead, there is an ongoing choice between obedience and rebellion.

He agrees with the Rabbinic view that Genesis 3 explains why life is difficult (toil, pain, mortality) rather than why humans are inherently "evil."

Focus on the Narrative: Both prioritize the literal text over later systematic dogmas like the "Fall of Man."

(b) Agreement with Eastern Orthodoxy

Westermann’s "primeval history" approach resonates with the Orthodox concept of Ancestral Sin (as opposed to Original Sin) and Mortality vs. Guilt: Eastern Orthodoxy teaches that we inherit Adam’s mortality, not his guilt. Westermann similarly focuses on the "limits" placed on humanity (death and toil) as the primary consequence of the garden narrative.

The Goal is Still Union: Westermann’s idea that God remains "at work" in the world after the garden mirrors the Orthodox view that the Imago Dei (Image of God) was darkened but not destroyed.
Process over Event: He views the "fall" as a description of human frailty, which aligns with the Orthodox view of humanity as being created in an "infant" or "developing" state rather than a state of static perfection.

Wednesday, 11 March 2026

Last Orders! The Reform of the Licencing Law and why it may cost the consumer more









Reforming the Jersey alcohol licensing law has taken over 16 years of active discussion and multiple failed attempts. While the previous legislation (Licensing (Jersey) Law 1974) remained largely unchanged for over 50 years, the specific effort to modernize the system and dismantle the Licensing Assembly began in earnest around 2009. It has only just been approved now!

Bailiwick Express reports that

"Jersey’s long-standing licensing assembly will be dismantled, with powers over alcohol licensing handed over to government regulators in one of the most significant upheavals of the island’s licensing system in decades."

"The package of reforms, brought forward by Economic Development Minister Kirsten Morel, aimed at “reducing complexities” and speeding up the process for businesses seeking licences."

"Under the new law, the Licensing Assembly will be abolished, with oversight passing to the government’s Regulation Directorate."

Good news? Perhaps not for the consumer. The words "government’s Regulation Directorate" suggest bureaucracy and extra costs, despite it being an existing body (albeit unknown to most of the population). And the suggestion would not be wholly wrong!

While the reform aims to be cost-neutral for the taxpayer, it will lead to significant changes in fee structures.

The new regulatory system is intended to be funded by the hospitality and retail industry through licence fees rather than general taxation. In simple terms, while the hospitality industry has always paid for licences, the old system was essentially a subsidised service, whereas the new one is a commercial-style regulatory model. 

For decades, the Licensing Assembly (made up of Jurats and the Bailiff) operated through the Royal Court. Because the Jurats are volunteers and the court's administrative costs are bundled into the general judicial budget, the "true" cost of running the licensing system was unquantified and largely covered by the taxpayer.

Under the new system this will be moved to the "Regulation Directorate". This is a government department with paid staff, digital infrastructure, and operational overheads. To avoid using general tax money, the new law sets fees at a "cost recovery" level. Essentially, the industry is now paying for the full salary and desk of the person processing their application.

Expect an expansion of civil servants within the directorate, unless I am being unduly cynical. Official Ministerial Decisions signed in early 2026 explicitly state there are no financial or staffing implications resulting from the transfer of licensing duties. I'll believe that if it is true in 2027. 

For instance, handling the "centuries-old" volume of applications previously managed by the court system may require additional administrative and technical staff. The Directorate must now publish all applications online and provide formal explanations to Parish Constables if their decisions differ from local Parish Assembly views, adding a new layer of mandatory administrative work.

Within the existing system, fees have been largely "static" since 2006. A large supermarket pays the same flat fee as a small corner shop for an off-licence, which doesn't reflect the regulatory effort or their market share. 

The government is shifting the burden toward off-licences (supermarkets and liquor stores), which now account for roughly two-thirds of the alcohol market. This allows them to keep fees for struggling hospitality venues (pubs and restaurants) more stable while still funding the new Directorate's workload.

While the Regulation Directorate’s goal is to be "cost-neutral" for the government, the retailer's costs are going up, and those are usually passed straight to you. So expect to pay more at the supermarket - although this may reduce binge drinking, so is not entirely bad news for health.

As of early 2026, existing licence fees generate approximately £260,000 annually for the department; the Directorate expects to handle an additional 30–40 new applications per year under the expanded regime. Fees have not seen a standard inflationary increase since 2007. The Regulation Directorate will set fees to achieve "full cost recovery," meaning the industry must pay for the Directorate's staff, digital systems, and enforcement.

But on the positive side, many businesses currently pay multiple fees for different categories (e.g., a "Taverner's" licence plus an "Entertainment" licence). The new system collapses these into just three categories (On-licence, Off-licence, and Events), which may reduce total individual payments for some venues even if per-licence rates rise.

Tuesday, 10 March 2026

A Short Story: I am here



















Again, I have based this short story on a poem I wrote ages ago, loosely based on Isaiah 58:9.

I Am Here

The rain had been falling for hours, soaking the streets of Reading and the spirits of those who walked them. Marla stood beneath the awning of the shelter, arms crossed, watching the line of people stretch down the block. Some clutched blankets, others held plastic bags with all they owned. Most just waited, silent and soaked.

She had volunteered here for years, but tonight felt heavier. Maybe it was the weather. Maybe it was the man who had shouted at her earlier, angry that there weren’t enough beds. Maybe it was the way her own heart felt clenched, like a fist she couldn’t release.

Inside, the soup simmered. Bread was sliced. Volunteers moved with practiced rhythm. But Marla lingered at the door, unsure why she couldn’t step back in.

A voice broke her reverie: “You alright?” It was Thomas, the shelter’s night manager. His coat was damp, his eyes tired but kind. Marla hesitated. “I don’t know. I just… I feel like I’m failing. Like we’re all failing.” Thomas nodded slowly. “It’s easy to feel that way. But this isn’t about fixing everything. It’s about showing up.” She looked at him, unsure what to say.

He continued, “Isaiah says, ‘Share your food with the hungry, and do not turn away from your own flesh and blood.’ That’s not a strategy. It’s an act of love.” Marla blinked, surprised by the scripture. “You quoting prophets now?” Thomas smiled. “Only the good ones.” They stood in silence for a moment, the rain softening to a mist.

Then Marla saw her. A girl, maybe ten, standing at the edge of the line. No coat. No shoes. Just a soaked hoodie and a plastic bag clutched to her chest. Her lips were blue. Marla moved without thinking. She grabbed a blanket from the bin inside, a bowl of soup, and a pair of dry socks. She knelt before the girl, wrapped the blanket around her shoulders, and offered the soup.

The girl looked at her with wide eyes, unsure whether to trust. “It’s okay,” Marla said gently. “You’re safe now.” The girl took the bowl, hands trembling. She didn’t speak, but her eyes said everything.

Marla sat beside her on the wet pavement, not caring about the cold. She didn’t ask questions. She just stayed.

And in that moment, something shifted. The clenched fist inside her heart loosened. The bitterness she hadn’t named began to dissolve. She felt the warmth of the soup, the weight of the blanket, the quiet presence of a child who had been brave enough to show up.

Later, as the girl slept in one of the last beds, Marla stood in the hallway and whispered a prayer—not polished, not perfect, just honest. “I’m tired. I’m angry. But I want to keep showing up. Help me.”

And in the silence that followed, she felt it: not a voice, not a miracle, but a presence. A nearness. As if the answer had already come. As if the words were already spoken: “I am here.”

Monday, 9 March 2026

Short Stories: You Will Become Clean












You Will Become Clean
(A short story based on a poem of mine based on (2 Kings 5:13)

Naaman had always been a man who filled a room. Even before he spoke, people straightened their backs, adjusted their cloaks, and tried to look useful. He was the commander of Aram’s armies, a man whose victories were sung by soldiers around their fires. Yet for all his strength, Naaman carried a private dread beneath his armour: the creeping, mottled patches on his skin that no ointment, no priest, no whispered charm had ever eased. The scourge of leprosy.

He hid it well. A general learns to hide many things. But the disease advanced, slow and relentless, and Naaman felt his world narrowing. He feared the day when his men would recoil, or when the king’s favour would cool into pity.

It was a young servant girl, an Israelite taken in war, who first spoke hope into his despair. She told Naaman’s wife of a prophet in Samaria, a man of God who could heal what no physician could touch. Naaman resisted the idea at first. It seemed absurd that a foreign holy man might succeed where Aram’s finest healers had failed. But desperation has a way of loosening pride, and soon he was on the road with a royal letter, gifts, and a caravan of soldiers.

When he reached the house of Elisha, he expected ceremony. He expected the prophet to come out, wave his hands, call upon heaven, and perform something suitably impressive for a man of his rank. Instead, a servant opened the door and delivered a simple message:

“Go and wash in the Jordan seven times. Your flesh will be restored, and you will become clean.”

Naaman felt heat rise in his chest: anger, humiliation, disbelief. The Jordan? That muddy trickle compared to the broad rivers of Damascus? Was this a joke at his expense? He turned his horse sharply, ready to leave the whole foolish errand behind.

But his servants, who knew him well enough to risk honesty, rode alongside and spoke gently.

“My father,” one said, “if the prophet had asked you to do something difficult, you would have done it. Why not try this simple thing?”

Their words settled on him like cool water. Naaman slowed. Pride is a heavy armour, and he felt its weight now. He realised he could either cling to it or be healed, but not both. So he went down to the Jordan.

The water was cold, unremarkable, almost disappointing. But he stepped in. Once. Twice. Three times. With each immersion he felt something loosening, not on his skin, but in his heart. By the seventh time, when he rose and wiped the water from his eyes, he saw his flesh renewed, smooth as a child’s.

Naaman stood in the river, stunned. The healing was real, but so was the change within him. He had come seeking a cure; he received instead a lesson in humility, trust, and the quiet power of obedience.

And as he rode home, the sunlight warm on his restored skin, he understood something he had never grasped before: sometimes the smallest act, stepping into the water, admitting our need, is the doorway through which grace enters and makes us clean.

But Naaman’s story lingers long after. The water that restored him still speaks to us, still moves through the life of the Church. The water washes still today, when we follow on this way, in prayer and water, making us clean. In every baptism, even in the gentle lifting of a child at the font, and the pouring of water over the head, the same quiet mercy flows, the same invitation of grace and renewal.

Sunday, 8 March 2026

The Sunday Archive: The Pilot, August 1997 - Part 12




















The Sunday Archive: The Pilot, August 1997 - Part 12

SHORTLY after his arrival in a new parish, the vicar was asked to conduct a funeral service.

In the service he announced: "I'm sorry that I cannot pay tribute to the deceased as I did not know him. But if any of you would like to say a few words, please feel free to do so."

There was complete silence. "Now don't be shy," continued the vicar, "I'm sure some of you would like to say a kindly word about your friend." Finally a voice from the back muttered: "His brother was worse!"

—Rev John Dodd, Grouville
































St Luke and St James
From
DAVID JONES Priest-in-Charge

The Winds of Change and the Challenge to Share

THE twentieth century crept closer to the Established Church in the Bailiwick of Jersey last month, yet the Deanery Synod again ran away from facing the need to look at the present conditions of the Church of England and what the future held and the challenge to change. Ours is the last Deanery in our Diocese to face the challenge! The "Other Island" has already done its job. Why is Jersey last? What a reputation, when we could be leading the way with imagination and flare! A lot was said about history and the need to preserve, and not in "my parish," and why not next door?

For those of you unaware of the issue, it was the need to release two clergy posts in the Island, so that places with greater need may benefit on the mainland. This is something new for us here but very common for the last twenty years in the UK. Back in the 70's it was realised that most of the Church of England's clergy were in the rural areas, when most of the population lived in urban areas. 

So a process of better use of the manpower of the Church was undertaken and the number of clergy, serving relatively small populations, was reduced by the uniting of parishes under one priest. Added to this there were, and are, less men (and now women) offering themselves for the Ordained Ministry and less money to pay for them. Thus there was a growing need, with less resources. Since those days country and town parishes have had to cut their cloth according to the means available.

I came to Jersey from three rural parishes of the size of St Mary's and St John's, scattered over 30 square miles. We had three church schools to run and to be chairman of the governors and trustee of. Three church councils to run. Three parish councils to attend and the raising of funds to maintain all three church buildings, and pay the Quota, and give to mission. Yes, with the visiting and the growing of congregations. That group of three is now, like many others, to increase to five parishes soon. Still with only one Rector. My situation was far from unique, as there were Rectors nearby with five, six and seven parishes.

Yes, I know that Rectors on Jersey are different and play a part in the civil parish administration, but they, unlike their UK fellows, get their church and rectories maintained by the civil authorities and don't have the burden of work, raising funds to do the repair and restoration, themselves (like, I might say, the district churches here do!).

The challenge all of the Anglican churches in Jersey have, is to take our part in the wider Church of which we belong (a wider Church that supports those parishes here who do not pay their full Quota, by subsidising them.) We have more than our fair share of clergy. We need to share our priests, and at the moment release two for service elsewhere. To somewhere with a great need (and population). We may need to release more, only time will tell. But this surely is part of being Christians together, helping where there is the greater need.

We face a challenge, country parishes and the parishes and churches around the town of St Helier; are we making the best use of our limited manpower resources? Let us make the creative choices, rather than have them imposed on us, because we have run away from the challenge. This time, is not a time of doom and gloom, though, but a time of opportunity. Sharing a priest can release the ministries of other people, as is evident in many a parish church in the UK where one man has charge of a group of two, three or four. It is a time to seek a new vision from God as to what is His task for His people in this generation.

The talking will go on, let us pray that we Anglicans in this Island may not duck the issues, but meet them with courage, imagination and the Spirit of Christian generosity. That come November we may have a plan for our future development, worthy of those who follow the God who makes all things new and is ever moving onward.

Much more can and will be said, but we cannot get away from the fact that we have more than our fair share of clergy. Let us meet that truth together. And together rise to the challenge.

DIARY DATES FOR AUGUST

1st-4th: Choir Tour singing in Sherbourne Abbey. 4th: Prayer School, 7.30 pm.
7th: MU Overseas Coffee Morning at church, 11 am-12 noon.
10th: Fun Day and Barbeque at the Vicarage from 2 pm.
17th: Songs of Praise in support of the Children's Society.
31st: Church Picnic and Scavenger Hunt at Gorey.

REGISTERS

HOLY BAPTISM. 1st June, Alexander Lopes; 15th June, Kerry McFarlane; 22nd June, Katherine Veitch, Samuel Allen; 6th July, Jamie Larbaliester, Sean Herbert, Luke Piziura; 13th July, Oliver Bybarezuk.

HOLY MATRIMONY. 28th June, Timothy Marsh and Jocelyne Le Guerne; 12th July, Michael Arnold and Tracey Huggett.







St Brelade, St Aubin on the Hill and Communicare

HOLY BAPTISM. 1st June, Robyn Wellman; 15th June, Fraser Barlow, Jemima Hill; 29th June, Stacy Benstead.

HOLY MATRIMONY. 7th June, Matthew Ahier and Silke Viola; Jonathan Williams and Sarah Mallet; 14th June, Robin Ovenden and Lucy Hackett; Andrew Chamberlain and Victoria Duckett; 21st June, Alun Evans and Sarah Pinel; 28th, Stephen de Gruchy and Fiona Macintosh.


 





Saturday, 7 March 2026

The Font















I wanted to write a poem about the font in St Brelade's Church to show how the Eastern Church Fathers speak about infant baptism. The Fathers consistently describe baptism as grace given, new birth, entry into the family of God, and a participation in the Church’s living continuity across generations. This is something lost in the sacramental minimalism and iconoclasm of the Reformation.

The Font

Carved from granite, with loving prayer:
It stands in the church, and brings near,
The past, the ages gone, of babies brought
To be baptised, because they ought;
Forbid not little children, said our Lord,
And so the priest, the water poured,
Upon the child, and made the sign
Of the cross, of the love so divine;
Generations came on such a day,
To bless the child, to love and pray;
What do you see? To see mere stone,
Or the place where faith once shone,
And does now, not just times past,
But a sign in stone of faith to last,
Of baptism into the family holy;
Water and faith, to one so lowly,
Pregnant with the Spirit above,
Descending with grace and love,
As water is poured over the head,
A tapestry gains one more thread;
Heaven descends upon the earth:
A sign of grace, of second birth.


Appendix: The Font as Stone and Sign

The poem’s meditation on the font as both “mere stone” and “a sign in stone of faith to last” matches the Eastern sacramental imagination. The Fathers often speak of material things (water, oil, stone, bread) as transfigured bearers of divine grace. The granite font in the poem becomes a witness across centuries, just as they describe the Church’s sacraments as living memory embodied in matter.

Baptism as new birth: The poem speaks of “second birth” and heaven descending to earth. Eastern Fathers, from Irenaeus to Cyril of Jerusalem, speak of baptism as regeneration, a true birth from above, not merely symbolic.

Grace given to the lowly: The line “Water and faith, to one so lowly” resonates with their insistence that baptism is God’s action, not human achievement. Origen explicitly says infants are baptised  because they too need the healing grace of Christ. 

The child welcomed into the family: The poem’s sense of being woven into a “tapestry” mirrors the Fathers’ understanding of baptism as incorporation into the Body of Christ, the household of faith. [Here I have also drawn on Oscar Cullman's "Baptism in the New Testament".]

Generational continuity: Eastern tradition emphasises the Church as a living organism across time. The poem’s movement through “ages gone” and “generations came on such a day” reflects that same sacramental memory.

The font as a place where heaven touches earth: This is deeply patristic. Chrysostom, for example, describes the baptismal waters as “pregnant with the Spirit,” a place where divine life is poured out.

The Font as Stone and Sign: I wanted to place the font as both “mere stone” and “a sign in stone of faith to last” to match the Eastern sacramental imagination. The Fathers often speak of material things (water, oil, stone, bread) as transfigured bearers of divine grace. The granite font becomes a witness across centuries, just as they describe the Church’s sacraments as living memory embodied in matter. 

Friday, 6 March 2026

1986 - 40 years ago - March - Part 1




















1986 - 40 years ago - March - Part 1














March 3-9

A MOTORIST is killed when his car crashes into a wall at Gorey in the early hours of the morning. The dead man is named as Mr Darrell William Gluyas (27).

A Jersey Evening Post inquiry reveals that motorists are paying at least 20p a gallon more than they should be for petrol and that garages are imposing a mark up three times greater than their UK counterparts.

As a result of the disclosures, the Economic Adviser is to look into the Island's petrol prices.

A 49-year-old man, Mr Norman Spence, is taken to hospital with serious injuries after he was trapped under a tractor which overturns on a St Ouen cotil.

Plans formulated by St Paul's Football Club to turn a near-derelict nursery in St Saviour into a football pitch are rejected by the Island Development Committee, but the club says that it intends to appeal against the decision.

Deputy Margaret Beadle is to select a committee to investigate the possibility of St Brelade returning to compete in the Battle of Flowers. The parish last entered a float 14 years ago.

The results of a survey carried out during the summer of 1985 reveals new geological information about the formation of the Channel Islands early in the history of the Earth.

Farmers throughout the Island use polythene sheeting on a larger scale than ever before to protect early potato crops. It is estimated that 3,000 vergees of Royals will ultimately be grown under wraps.

March 10--16

THE Constable of St Saviour, Mr Len Norman, collapses at work and dies shortly afterwards. Aged 64, he had only just been re-elected to serve a fourth term in office.

Vandals leave a two-mile trail of destruction along the east coast. Road signs are uprooted, equipment at Les Viviers de Ste Catherine is smashed and cars are damaged.

A Jersey Evening Post appeal results in donations of almost £2,000 in cash which will allow 20-year-old Graeme Humber, who is handicapped, to remain at home with his mother.

Miss Phyllis Haines, the former head-mistress of Helvetia House School, dies at the age of 80.

The Jersey Electricity Company's accounts are published and show that profits of nearly £3 million were made in the first nine months of 1985. This is almost £800,000 more than the entire profits for 1984.

Workmen resurfacing Vine Street reveal wooden cobbles lain before the First World War. The assistant town surveyor says that attempts will be made to preserve the cobbles.

A report from the Agriculture and Fisheries Committee shows that total borrowings under the States Agricultural Loans Scheme more than doubled in 1985 to more than £1.2 million.

It is announced by Public Works Committee president Deputy Don Filleul that a memorial to Islanders who were interned in Germany during the Second World War is to be erected in Howard Davis Park.




Thursday, 5 March 2026

A Short Story: Integrity



















My short story today is based on a poem I wrote, itself based on Ezekiel 18:22, another tale for Lent.

Integrity

A thin rain drifted across the dunes at La Pulente, soft as breath, barely enough to blur the footprints on the sand. Thomas Le Brocq walked with his head lowered, hands deep in his coat pockets, as if the wind might read the shame he carried. He had come here because the tide was turning, and he needed something in his life to turn with it.

He had spent years building a reputation as a dependable man in the parish. He chaired committees, read lessons on Sundays, and always had a ready smile. Yet beneath the surface he had been cutting corners in his work, telling small lies that grew into larger ones, and letting resentment shape his choices. When it all came to light, the shock in people’s eyes had been worse than any punishment. They had trusted him. He had trusted himself. Now both felt broken.

He stopped beside a rock pool where the water lay still and dark. His reflection wavered in the shallow basin. It looked like a stranger. He whispered the words he had avoided for weeks. “I did this. No one else.”

The tide pushed forward with a long sigh, filling the edges of the pool. The sound steadied him. He remembered a line from the prophet he had heard as a child: Turn from wrong, and you will see that life in truth is harmony. He had always thought repentance was a single moment, a dramatic turning. Now he saw it was slower, like the tide itself, advancing in small, persistent movements.

He walked on until he reached the slipway where the fishermen kept their boats. An old man was mending a net, his fingers moving with the ease of long practice. Thomas hesitated, then greeted him. The old man nodded, neither warm nor cold, simply present.

“You’re Thomas,” he said after a moment. “Folk have been talking.”

Thomas felt his stomach tighten. “I know. And they’re right.”

The old man tied off a knot and looked up. “A net tears. You mend it. Takes time, but it holds again. Folk are the same.”

Thomas let out a breath he had been holding for weeks. “I don’t know where to start.”

“Start by not hiding,” the old man replied. “A man who lives a lie is already halfway drowned. Stand in the open. Let the truth breathe.”

They spoke a little longer, nothing dramatic, just simple words that settled like pebbles in the mind. When Thomas turned to leave, the old man called after him. “Integrity isn’t about never falling. It’s about choosing the next right step.”

The rain eased. A faint light broke through the clouds, touching the wet sand with a pale shimmer. Thomas walked back along the beach, feeling the weight inside him shift. He could not undo what he had done, but he could choose what came next. He could apologise without excuses. He could rebuild trust without demanding it. He could let truth shape him, not fear.

As he reached the path home, he looked once more at the sea. The tide had risen, covering the rock pools, smoothing the beach into a clean, unbroken sweep. It was not a promise of ease, but it was a sign of movement, of renewal, of the quiet work that reshapes a shoreline.

He stepped forward, carrying within him the first small piece of a renewed hope.

Wednesday, 4 March 2026

A Short Story: Not on Bread Alone















Based on a poem I wrote, which itself was based upon Deuteronomy 8:3.

Not on Bread Alone

The wind had been against him for days.

Elias trudged along the narrow path that wound through the barren hills, each step a small act of defiance against the ache in his legs. His pack was nearly empty now, just a crust of bread wrapped in cloth and a waterskin that sloshed with more hope than water. He had set out from the village with confidence, certain that the journey would be straightforward. But the road had stretched longer than he imagined, and the silence of the wilderness had begun to press on him like a weight.

By the third day, he felt the strain in his bones. Hunger gnawed at him, but he rationed the bread carefully, breaking off pieces so small they barely touched his teeth. He told himself he could endure it. He had endured worse. Yet as the sun dipped behind the hills and the cold crept in, he felt something inside him falter.

That night, he sat by a small fire, watching the flames flicker like fragile dancers. He held the last piece of bread in his hand. It was hardly enough to sustain him through the next day, and he knew it. The thought of eating it now, of surrendering to the simple comfort of food, tempted him. But something in him resisted.

“Remember the long road,” his mother had said before he left. “Not just the one beneath your feet, but the one within you.”

He hadn’t understood her then. He wasn’t sure he understood her now.

As he stared at the bread, a memory rose unbidden: his father, years ago, standing in the doorway after a season of drought. Their fields had withered, their stores had dwindled, and the whole village had felt the sting of scarcity. Elias remembered the fear in the adults’ voices, the whispered worries at night. But he also remembered his father’s calm.

“We do not live on bread alone,” his father had said, placing a hand on Elias’s shoulder. “We live on trust: on the words that remind us who we are and who walks with us.”

Elias had been too young to grasp the weight of those words. Now, in the wilderness, they returned with unexpected clarity.

He set the bread down beside him and closed his eyes. The fire crackled softly. The wind shifted, carrying with it the faint scent of pine: fresh, clean, alive. He breathed it in, letting it fill the hollow places inside him. He whispered a prayer, not for food or rescue, but for strength to continue.

When dawn broke, he rose with a steadiness he hadn’t felt in days. His hunger remained, but it no longer ruled him. He ate half the last piece of bread, tucked the rest away, and stepped back onto the path.

By midday, he reached the crest of a hill—and there, in the valley below, he saw the roofs of a village. Smoke curled from chimneys. People moved about like small, purposeful figures. There was life, a community and at last shelter.

Relief washed over him, but so did something deeper: gratitude. Not for the bread he had saved, but for the lesson the wilderness had carved into him.

Strength was not found in what he carried, but in what carried him.

And as he descended toward the village, he whispered the words aloud, letting them settle into his bones:

“Not on bread alone.”



Tuesday, 3 March 2026

More Short Stories: At the End of Remembrance
















At the End of Remembrance

A westerly wind was moving in from the Atlantic when the old man reached the Dolmen of Mont Grantez. The stones stood as they always had, massive, patient, older than history. Even though the large capstone had been blasted to rubble, turned into chaotic fragments, the rest remained and held fast. He placed his hand on one of the capstones, feeling the cold grit of lichen and salt. The sea far out in the bay was restless, but the stones were steady, as if they remembered something the waves had forgotten.

He whispered the line he loved, the one that had followed him since boyhood: “For our God hath blessed creation, calling it good.” The words felt true here, where the land rose like a shoulder against the wind. The dolmen was a monument to ancient hunger for meaning, but also to the world’s own goodness, stone shaped by human hands because the world was worth shaping.

He walked along tracks toward St Ouen’s Church, its steeple stubborn against the sky. Generations had prayed here while storms raged, while armies landed, while the sea tried to reclaim the marshes. The old man paused at the gate. The church was not grand, but it was faithful. It stood as a witness that destruction was never the final blessing, that the world was not abandoned to the spirit that “blessed destruction with his hand.”

Inside, the air smelled of wood polish and old hymnals. A single candle flickered near the altar. He sat for a moment, letting the quiet settle. The church was a reminder that goodness endures, not because the world is gentle, but because God is. He thought of Irenaeus, who said that creation was not a mistake to be escaped but a gift to be healed. The church, with its weathered stones and stubborn presence, seemed to agree.

When he stepped outside again, the tide was turning. He went down the hill, and across the bay, round La Pulente headland, and followed the road toward Corbière, where the lighthouse waited. It was the edge of his known world. The sky was bruised with cloud, and the sea was a heaving grey. Corbière rose from the rocks like a white promise, its lantern ready to cut through whatever darkness came.

He reached the causeway just as the first drops of rain began to fall. The old man climbed the steps of the lighthouse and stood beneath it. The wind whipped at his coat, and the waves crashed against the rocks below. He looked up at the lantern room, its glass catching the last of the daylight as dusk fell. It felt like standing at the hinge of the world.

Chesterton’s final lines rose in him like a tide:

“Yet by God’s death the stars shall stand
And the small apples grow.”

Here, at Corbière, the words felt literal. The lighthouse was a small echo of a greater truth, that the world held together because Christ held it, that the stars kept their courses because the cross had steadied them, that orchards inland still bore fruit because creation was being renewed, quietly and faithfully.

He turned back toward the St Ouen’s bay. The rain had begun in earnest, but the dunes glowed faintly in the dimming light. Somewhere behind them, in sheltered gardens and old farmsteads, the small apples were indeed growing.

The old man smiled. The world was wild, wounded, and wind‑torn, but good. And on this coastline, where stone, church, and lighthouse stood like sentinels, he could feel the truth of it: creation blessed, evil unmasked, and hope anchored deep as bedrock.

Monday, 2 March 2026

321 Lent Course: Existential Questions and Thomas Aquinas.








Why are you here? On this planet?
What makes you ask the big questions about life?

It is interesting to look at these questions on the 321 course from a Thomistic perspective, using the philosophical tools used by Thomas Aquinas. I found this exercise very helpful. 

My own reading on Aquinas is limited, but enough to see his profound way of shaping understanding, bringing together Aristotle's philosophy and Christianity in a synthesis which I still think is relevant today.

Here are some good books which I read in the 1980s:

G.K. Chesterton, "St. Thomas Aquinas" is the best general book. Chesterton gives a vivid, witty portrait of Aquinas that makes complex ideas feel human and alive. It’s often called the best short book ever written on Aquinas because it focuses on the man, his character, and the drama of his thought rather than technical theology. I read it at University.  His "Francis of Assisi" is also brilliant.

Frederick C. Copleston, "Aquinas: An Introduction to the Life and Work of the Great Medieval Thinker"A clear, thoughtful overview of Aquinas’s life, context, and major ideas. It’s praised for being readable while still philosophically serious.

Anthony Kenny’s "Aquinas" in the Past Masters series is a short, reliable, and very approachable introduction to Thomas Aquinas. I have a collection of the Past Masters series which are brilliant introductions, although probably more 

Why are you here? On this planet?

To truly understand why you are here from a Thomistic perspective, we must look past simple biology and see you as a masterpiece of four intersecting "whys." Here is how Aquinas would explain your presence on this planet using his fourfold framework:

The Material Cause - what you are made of?

The material cause is simply the physical stuff that makes you a living, embodied person. For Aquinas, you exist here and now because you have a body made of flesh, blood, and bone. That body gives you the ability to take up space, move through time, see the sun, feel warmth, and interact with the world.

He doesn’t see matter as a prison for the soul. Instead, he sees you as a unity of matter and form—your body and your soul together make one complete human being. Your physical body isn’t an accident or an obstacle; it’s part of what makes your earthly life possible.

The Formal Cause - What gives you your shape or identity?

The formal cause is the inner pattern that makes you human rather than anything else. For Aquinas, this is your rational soul—the principle that shapes your body, gives it life, and makes you the kind of being who can think, choose, and reflect. Your soul is the “form of the body,” the thing that organizes your physical matter into a living, human person. It’s what makes you a rational animal, different from trees, stones, or any other creature.

The Efficient Cause - What brought you into being?

The efficient cause is whatever brings you into existence and keeps you going. On the everyday level, that’s your parents: they are the biological agents who caused your birth. But Aquinas goes further and says there must also be a Primary Efficient Cause. Since nothing can give itself existence, he argues that you exist right now because God is continually sustaining you. Your life isn’t just the result of something that happened years ago; it’s more like a song that exists only because the Singer keeps singing.

The Final Cause - What are you here for?

The final cause is your ultimate purpose: the end toward which your life is directed. For Aquinas, nothing in nature is aimless; everything moves toward some goal, the way an arrow flies toward a target because an archer aimed it. Your own goal is Beatitude, the deepest kind of happiness that comes from knowing and loving the source of all truth. Your life isn’t a random accident but a purposeful journey shaped by this pull toward meaning. This purpose acts like a magnet, drawing you toward growth, good choices, and the search for what truly fulfils you.

What makes you ask the big questions about life?

The drive to ask the “Big Questions” comes from the way the human spirit is built. Aquinas would say your curiosity isn’t just an evolutionary accident, it’s your mind naturally reaching beyond itself toward something unlimited. A finite mind stretching toward infinite truth is, for him, exactly what humans are made to do.

The Natural Desire for Truth

Your mind has a built‑in desire to understand reality. Aquinas, following Aristotle, says that just as your body naturally hungers for food, your mind naturally hungers for truth. Because you are a rational animal, you’re not satisfied with small, practical facts. Your intellect reaches for the universal, pushing you to ask questions like “Why does anything exist at all?” rather than just “Where can I find shelter?” This restlessness comes from the way your mind is shaped: it’s a limited, finite power that is always reaching toward something unlimited. It won’t fully settle until it reaches the first cause of everything.

The Spark of the "Agent Intellect"

Your ability to ask big, abstract questions comes from what Aquinas calls the Agent Intellect—an inner light in the soul that can pull meaning out of your physical experiences. An animal sees a sunset and simply reacts to the fading light. You see the same sunset and can lift from it the ideas of Beauty, Time, or change itself. This power lets you move from the material world to the world of concepts.

Because of this, Aquinas says you are a kind of border creature: rooted in the physical world through your body, yet able to reach into the immaterial through your intellect. This inner light keeps nudging you to look beyond the surface of things—to search for the deeper causes and purposes that give reality its shape.

The "Trace" of the Creator

Aquinas would also suggest that your questioning is a form of Remembrance or a "trace" (vestigium) of your origin. Since you were created by a Supreme Intelligence, your own intelligence naturally seeks to return to its source. Every "Why?" you utter is effectively a search for God, even if you don't use that language. He would argue that the "Big Questions" are the way your soul finds its way home. This inherent "teleology" or goal-directedness ensures that you cannot remain indifferent to your purpose. You ask why you are here because you are built to reach a goal (Telos) that is currently beyond your reach, and the question is the first step of the journey toward that final satisfaction.

The Awareness of Contingency

Your questioning, in Aquinas’s view, comes from a built‑in memory of where you come from. Because your mind was created by a Supreme Intelligence, it naturally leans back toward that source. Every time you ask “Why?”, you’re reaching toward that origin, even if you don’t name it as God. These big questions are your soul’s way of moving toward its true goal. You’re made for a purpose you haven’t fully reached yet, and the act of questioning is the first step on that path.

Sunday, 1 March 2026

The Sunday Archive: The Pilot, August 1997 - Part 11




















The Sunday Archive: The Pilot, August 1997 - Part 11













St Lawrence with St Matthew
From
DAVID EDWARDS
Almoner at St Matthews

ST LAWRENCE

THE Restoration Project at St Lawrence is now under way in earnest, following the successful passage of our proposals through the Ecclesiastical Court and the Parish Assembly. The Appeal brochures, expertly produced by David Edwards, have gone out with the rate mailing, and our inaugural appeal event has already taken place, by way of a summer party at Domaine Des Vaux. Our thanks to Marcus and Anne Binney for their hospitality and to Anne and the Events Team who worked so hard to make it a memorable and happy event.

The architect for the St Lawrence Church Appeal is Michael Drury, of St Ann's Gate Architects in Salisbury. Mr Drury is architect for Salisbury and Westminster Cathedrals. Amongst his recent commissions has been the completion of the enlargement of Portsmouth Cathedral, a work begun by Sir Charles Nicholson in 1927 when what was originally a mediaeval parish church of the new Diocese of Portsmouth was given cathedral status. Work was stopped in 1939 by the outbreak of war. Michael Drury's commission included work on the fabric of the building. This experience, coupled with that of extensive conservation and repair work in a number of parish churches, admirably qualifies him for the work in hand at St Lawrence.

Our project broadly involves the internal removal of the hard cement render on the walls and ceilings, which is impervious and traps the damp that inevitably penetrates the exterior wall surfaces. The walls need to "breathe" in order to remain as dry as possible in a building as old as St Lawrence Church. Replastering and lime washing in a suitably light colour will follow. Included in this part of the work will be the removal of the hard pointing, and its replacement with a more sympathetic material.

The lighting and sound amplification systems will be enhanced and a Treasury installed. A certain amount of liturgical reordering will take place, including the resiting of the vestry to a more suitable position.

There is a certain amount of inevitable exterior and interior repair work to be done, details of which can be found in Mr Drury's report compiled in April this year.

The first phase of the work will be in the south transept. We will then move to the north aisle, the north transept and the Hamptonne Chapel. Work in the nave and chancel will complete the third programme. Re-ordering will continue throughout the programme as a certain amount of experimentation will be necessary before agreeing a final plan. A fourth phase will follow which would be the replacement of the hard exterior pointing with a lime based mortar of the type that would have been used in the original construction of the church.

The oldest part of the Parish Church possibly dates from the 11th or early part of the 12th century. The first recorded Rector of St Lawrence was installed in 1299, but it is possible that St Lawrence has been a site for Christian worship since the 6th century AD.

The church stands as a witness to many centuries of the gospel in St Lawrence, as well as being a treasure store of a history that affects us all. Much of this history is now recorded in an Archaeological Survey Report by Dr Warwick Rodwell which is available from the appeal secretary on request.

Today the church touches many of our lives through the so called "rites of passage": baptisms, marriages and funerals. Christmas and Easter for many would not be complete without a visit to church. The building is also a physical landmark of our parish, without which things might not feel quite the same.

It is inevitable that such a building will require major attention every so often in its history, and it falls to us to meet this challenge now, not only for our benefit, but for the generations to come.

We want to do more than simply restore the building. There is an increasing search for spiritual answers to the dilemmas that we face in the modern world, and at St Lawrence we want to play our part in encouraging that search. We hope that the restored and re-decorated building will increasingly become a resource for all to discover more of God through prayer and worship.

The total cost of the restoration programme is estimated at £285,000. At the Ecclesiastical Assembly on 28th April, we committed our-selves to the first two phases at a cost of £150,000. We are very grateful to the Parish, who have voted £100,000 towards the project. We invite you to join us in the challenge of raising the remaining £185,000 to complete the project.

If you would like to contribute, please send your donation to the Appeal Treasurer, Duncan Baxter
The secretary of the Appeal is Anne Bougourd.

ST MATTHEW

SINCE January our midweek activity has developed reassuringly, and we look forward to continuing in the autumn. Combined with St Lawrence, we have been encouraged by the emergence of five homegoups, each of which finds its roots in two Alpha courses that were run in 1996.

The groups will continue in the autumn, but they will be meeting three times a month instead of just two. This means a reduction in the mid-week celebrations, which are planned for every second and fifth Tuesday in the month. We hope to have some guest speakers for these occasions.

We are also planning to run two concurrent Alpha courses between September and December, one in the afternoon and one in the evening. In addition we hope to run a "pre-Alpha course" in the vicarage.

When we read Acts chapter 2 verses 42-47, we see that the quality of the Church's life goes hand in hand with its growth. An openness to God and to each other is greatly enhanced through meeting together in small groups in our homes. As this openness develops, we become more open to the world around us, and its needs. In turn, the Spirit of Christ in us becomes a lantern to those in darkness. It is not impossible for the Lord to add to our number daily if we as believers, follow his pattern for our life together.

Saturday, 28 February 2026

Acts of Sacrifice













This poem tells the tale of the four chaplains on the Dorchester, an army troop carrying ship, which was struck and sunk by a torpedo in the Atlantic.

Those chaplains were: Lt. George L. Fox, Methodist, Lt. Alexander D. Goode, Jewish, Lt. John P. Washington, Roman Catholic, Lt. Clark V. Poling, Dutch Reformed.

I came across their story in a recent “Ireland’s Own”, and I think it is entirely appropriate for Lent. It is a story I had not heard, but it moved me deeply. I do not know if I would have the courage. I think we never do know until we are tested, in that way, to make such acts of sacrifice.

Acts of Sacrifice

Dusk was already falling, heralding night:
Atlantic waters in winter, winds that bite,
The Dorchester sailed on through the sea;
On board: soldiers from land of the free,
But beneath the waves, the submarine,
And its periscope saw the ocean scene;
A torpedo fired, hit the side of the ship:
Bulk plates buckled, in explosion’s grip;
The blast had killed scores of army men:
Wounded cried for help and help again,
Groping in darkness, feeling icy Arctic air,
Knowing death awaited, knowing fear;
Chaos reigned, and all hope seemed lost,
Into the waves, to die, to be storm tossed;
Men jumped to death, in a mortal fright:
But then came hope in despair, and light,
As four men, together stood there tall,
And would not give up, or let others fall;
Methodist, Jewish, Catholic and Reformed:
Four army chaplains, as panic stormed,
Calmed the frightened, wounded attended,
Prayers and words of comfort that mended,
Preached courage, gave their life jackets away,
Knowing they would never live another day;
Greater love than this, to lay down their life,
To be a guide to safety amidst all the strife;
Bringing hope, linked arms together in prayer,
They sank beneath the waves, not in despair,
But in the darkest hour, they lit such a light,
That their glorious faith will ever shine bright.

For more see
https://fourchaplains.org/the-four-chaplains/

A few extracts from that here:

One witness, Private William B. Bednar, found himself floating in oil-smeared water surrounded by dead bodies and debris. “I could hear men crying, pleading, praying,” Bednar recalls. “I could also hear the chaplains preaching courage. Their voices were the only thing that kept me going.” 

When there were no more lifejackets in the storage room, the chaplains removed theirs and gave them to four frightened young men. “It was the finest thing I have seen or hope to see this side of heaven,” said John Ladd, another survivor who saw the chaplains’ selfless act... The altruistic action of the four chaplains constitutes one of the purest spiritual and ethical acts a person can make. When giving their life jackets, Rabbi Goode did not call out for a Jew; Father Washington did not call out for a Catholic; nor did the Reverends Fox and Poling call out for a Protestant. They simply gave their life jackets to the next man in line.

As the ship went down, survivors in nearby rafts could see the four chaplains–arms linked and braced against the slanting deck. Their voices could also be heard offering prayers. Of the 902 men aboard the U.S.A.T. Dorchester, 672 died, leaving 230 survivors. When the news reached American shores, the nation was stunned by the magnitude of the tragedy and heroic conduct of the four chaplains.


Friday, 27 February 2026

The Assisted Dying Equation: An Examination of the Moral Landscape












I've compiled these notes because I'm trying to think through with clarity the issues involved with Jersey's Assisted Dying Law, and indeed such legislation more generally throughout the world.

So what I have done is to take an analogy - the Drake equation, as I think examining how it varies in outcome by initial factors can help to understand how in assisted dying debates, the axioms chosen, or initial factors, if varied, can produce different outcomes.

With the Drake equation, we have to make assumptions, but despite it being built on scientific principles, we do not have enough knowledge to know which assumptions are correct. As I explain, something like this is part of the problem - and the muddle - over assisted dying.

I then looked at safeguards, and also where they appear to break down. One of the most unsettling Radio 4 programmes on the issue looked at the logic in the Netherlands, where "unbearable suffering" is extended - quite logically - to mental as well as physical suffering, and where someone with acute mental distress had managed to obtain assisted dying. The case of the Netherlands can be seen as a "slippery slope", but actually it can also be argued rationally in a way that shows it is not.

One of the things I learned most from Karl Popper with what he called "social engineering" - and assisted dying is a form of social engineering - is that there are often unintended consequences, na these are key to considerations. 

I take two cases as examples. One is to do with mental suffering - the case of bipolar individuals (such as the Netherlands case) and how tricky that becomes. The other is that of dementia, which was once under the proposed Jersey law with a "waiver of future capacity". The issues with dementia are fraught, especially once terminal illness is removed from the equation, and the example of the "coffee cup" case shows I think how close we are approaching involuntary euthanasia under the guise of "mercy killing".

Finally in this preamble, I would note that I am not giving my views on the subject. The reasons should be plain - when it comes to  ranking moral values and feeding them into any debate on assisted dying, I can see no objective means of ranking them which would be universally agreed. Hence all I can suggest is that we should try to move from ranking values to designing procedures that honour multiple values at once. And especially when values cannot be ranked, the only honest path is to build safeguards and to map unintended consequences in advance. That becomes the substitute for moral consensus.

The Assisted Dying Equation

The Drake equation estimates the number of communicative extra-terrestrial civilizations by multiplying uncertain factors: the rate of star formation, the fraction with planets, the number of habitable worlds, the likelihood of life emerging, the probability of intelligence developing, the chance of technological communication, and the length of time such civilizations transmit signals. Small changes in any factor dramatically alter the final estimate.

I find the assisted dying debate rather like the way the Drake equation functions.

The Drake‑equation analogy works because both situations involve several independent factors whose weighting determines the final outcome, yet none of those factors has an objectively mandated value. In the assisted‑dying debate, people begin with different moral priorities: autonomy, sanctity of life, compassion, protection of the vulnerable, and the social meaning of legalising intentional death.

Each of these functions like a parameter in the Drake equation: change the weight of one, and the conclusion shifts dramatically. Someone who gives greatest weight to autonomy will reach a very different ethical position from someone who gives greatest weight to the protection of vulnerable people, even if both are reasoning carefully and in good faith.

The difficulty, as I’ve noticed, is that there is no neutral standpoint from which to declare the “correct” weighting. In the Drake equation, we lack empirical data; in ethics, we lack a universally accepted method for ranking moral values. That is why the debate feels irresolvable: people are not disagreeing about facts but about which moral uncertainties they are willing to live with. One person fears prolonged suffering more than the risk of subtle coercion; another fears the erosion of social protections more than the risk of denying autonomy. These are not errors of logic but differences in moral emphasis.

Where the analogy becomes more complex is that, unlike astrophysical parameters, moral parameters are not value‑neutral. They can be examined, challenged, and tested against lived experience. A society can ask whether a particular weighting leads to greater dignity, greater justice, or greater harm. So while there is no objective algorithm for choosing the parameters, there are still reasons (historical, social, emotional, and philosophical) for preferring one configuration over another. Ethical reasoning is not arbitrary, even if it is not mathematically provable.

What my analogy captures I think beautifully is the sense of structural indeterminacy: the outcome depends on the starting assumptions, and the starting assumptions cannot themselves be derived from the system. That is why the debate feels like two groups solving different equations rather than disagreeing about the same one.

The Uncertainty Principle.

There seems to be no objective way to choose between the competing moral starting points in assisted dying. This is a feature of the terrain itself. The debate is built on values that are all legitimate, all deeply human, and all in tension. Autonomy, sanctity of life, compassion, and protection of the vulnerable each illuminate something essential, yet none can be reduced to the others or ranked by any neutral standard. That is why both sides can argue with clarity and conviction and still fail to produce certainty. They are not disagreeing about facts but about which moral risks matter most, and there is no external vantage point from which to declare one set of priorities objectively correct.

This is also why the debate remains so emotionally charged. Each position protects something precious and fears something real. One side fears prolonged suffering; the other fears subtle coercion or the erosion of communal care. These fears are not errors of reasoning but expressions of different moral emphases. Ethical reasoning can clarify the stakes, expose contradictions, and test consequences, but it cannot eliminate the underlying conflict because the conflict is between values that are all valid. The absence of certainty is not a failure of thought; it is the cost of taking human dignity seriously in all its dimensions.

Ethicists describe this as a pluralistic moral conflict, a situation in which several values are simultaneously real, non‑negotiable, and impossible to reduce to one another. In such cases there is no single correct answer, only shifting trade‑offs between goods and harms. Reasoning can illuminate the stakes but cannot dissolve the tension, and the absence of certainty is not a defect in the argument but a feature of the human condition.

Where can we find guidance?

Even without certainty, societies and individuals can still make responsible decisions by drawing on several kinds of guidance. Consequences matter, because we can look at what actually happens in places that allow or forbid assisted dying. Coherence matters, because any position has to fit with the other values we hold. Lived experience matters, because patients, families, and clinicians reveal realities that abstract arguments miss. Safeguards matter, because any system must protect those who are vulnerable to pressure or neglect. And symbolic meaning matters, because laws express what a community believes about dignity, care, and the worth of a life. None of these sources of guidance can deliver certainty, but together they allow for thoughtful, accountable judgement rather than arbitrary choice.

Safeguards often become the most workable anchor because they do not require anyone to resolve the underlying moral conflict; instead, they manage the risks that each side fears most. In a landscape where autonomy, compassion, sanctity of life, and protection of the vulnerable all carry real weight, safeguards act as the practical meeting point. They acknowledge that no value can be maximised without cost, and they try to prevent the worst harms associated with either extreme.

This is why many jurisdictions that legalise assisted dying build their systems around strict eligibility criteria, independent assessments, waiting periods, and oversight mechanisms. These measures cannot create certainty, but they can create a framework in which decisions are made with transparency, accountability, and protection for those most at risk. In a morally plural world, safeguards are not a perfect solution, but they are often the most responsible one available.

The Slippery Slope

The fear of a slippery slope is real because safeguards can reduce risk but can never eliminate it. Every system that permits assisted dying has to balance two opposing dangers: the danger of unrelieved suffering if the practice is forbidden, and the danger of unintended pressure or expansion if the practice is allowed. Safeguards work by slowing decisions down, adding layers of independent judgement, and creating transparency, but they cannot guarantee that boundaries will never shift. That is why the debate remains tense even in countries with long‑standing laws: people are not only arguing about what is allowed now, but about what might follow.

Safeguards tied to terminal illness with a limited timescale often feel more reliable because they place the decision within a clearer medical boundary. A prognosis, however imperfect, anchors the process in a situation where death is already approaching, autonomy is exercised within a narrowing horizon, and the risk of subtle social pressure is reduced. 

By contrast, “unbearable suffering” is broader, more subjective, and more open to interpretation. It can include psychological, existential, or chronic conditions where the person may not be dying, and where vulnerability, ambivalence, or treatable distress can be harder to distinguish from a settled wish to die. That wider scope increases the risk of unintended consequences, especially for people who feel burdensome, isolated, or unsupported.

Unbearable Suffering?

The Netherlands’ extension of assisted dying to include “unbearable suffering” from psychiatric illness is one of the clearest examples of how a broad criterion can widen over time, and why it raises slippery‑slope concerns. Dutch law does not require a terminal diagnosis; instead, it requires that suffering be unbearable and with no prospect of improvement, and this can include psychiatric disorders. This is explicitly recognised in the Dutch due‑care criteria, which state that unbearable suffering may arise from somatic disease, dementia, or psychiatric disorders.

Why the Dutch position sees expansion as logically required

The Dutch reasoning rests on three linked claims:

Suffering is suffering, regardless of whether its origin is physical or psychiatric. Dutch review committees and legal scholars emphasise that unbearable suffering is not limited to bodily pain; psychological torment can be equally or more severe.

Hopelessness can exist in psychiatric illness, especially in long‑term, treatment‑resistant conditions. The law requires physicians to be convinced that suffering is both unbearable and without prospect of improvement, and this criterion is applied to psychiatric cases with additional caution.

Equal treatment demands consistency. If the law allows euthanasia for unbearable suffering in physical illness, then excluding psychiatric suffering would violate the principle of equal consideration for equal suffering. This is a recurring theme in Dutch ethical debate. This takes seriously that mental illness has a biological substrate. The popular maxim that “mental illness is like any other medical illness”, while a simplification, does imply that mental illness has a biological basis just like other medical illnesses and should be treated in the public’s eye in a similar manner.

From within that framework, we can see the Dutch motivation for change: the expansion is not a slippery slope but a logical extension of the original axiom. 

Unexpected Consequences: Bipolar disorder

A bipolar disorder pattern, where someone may be suicidal in one phase and not in another, goes straight to the heart of why psychiatric suffering is uniquely difficult in assisted‑dying frameworks. Before going further, it’s important to say that anyone experiencing suicidal thoughts or mood instability should seek support from a qualified mental‑health professional, because these conditions require skilled, ongoing care.

The bipolar pattern highlights the central risk: if suffering is the criterion, and suffering fluctuates, then the timing of the request becomes ethically decisive. A request made during a depressive episode may not reflect the person’s long‑term values or identity. This is why many people argue that psychiatric suffering is fundamentally different from terminal physical illness, where the trajectory is clearer and the person’s wishes tend to be more stable. That is a conclusion with which I would concur.

Unexpected Consequences: Dementia

The lack of capacity (as in dementia) also highlights an issue. Where is a threshold? Before one lacks capacity the quality of life in the long term cannot be assessed, once dementia is advanced to lose capacity, the quality of life is lost, but so is the decision making process.

In the context of assisted dying, the "threshold" is the point where an individual loses the legal capacity to make a voluntary, well-considered request. For dementia, this creates a narrow and often missed window between being "too well" to qualify and "too incapacitated" to consent.

Most jurisdictions with assisted dying laws require the patient to have decision-making capacity at the exact moment the life-ending medication is administered. There is Catch-22 here: Patients often feel forced to choose assisted death "too early", while they still enjoy life, because they fear that if they wait, they will cross the threshold into incapacity and lose their legal right to choose. 

There is also a "Six-Month" Barrier: In many US states and parts of Australia, the law also requires a terminal diagnosis of six months or less. Because dementia can last for years after capacity is lost, patients rarely meet both the "terminal" and "capacity" requirements simultaneously.

Some countries allow patients to bypass the "in the moment" capacity requirement through Advance Requests (written when the patient was still competent). But the Netherlands is the only country where a written Advance Euthanasia Directive (AED) can legally replace an oral request after a patient has lost capacity. Even then, a physician must be convinced the patient is experiencing "unbearable suffering" in their current state. In Belgium and Luxembourg,  they allow advance requests, but typically only if the patient is in an irreversible coma or unconscious. This rarely applies to advanced dementia, where the patient is conscious but lacks capacity.

In jurisdictions like the Netherlands, the threshold for assisted dying shifts from Cognition (can you think?) to Suffering (is your life intolerable?). But if a patient with advanced dementia appears happy (e.g., enjoying a meal) but their previous competent self wrote that they would find such a life "undignified" and "unbearable," which "quality of life" assessment wins? And who assesses something so subjective?

The "Coffee Case": A landmark Dutch case involved a woman with advanced dementia who had requested euthanasia in writing but resisted the procedure in the moment. The Supreme Court eventually ruled that her previous written request took precedence over her current confused resistance, as she no longer had the capacity to withdraw her request. The woman was given a lethal infusion to drink in a coffee. 

I find this extremely alarming. This, for me at any rate, crosses ethical boundaries as it requires a human judgement on an individual on the quality of their life, without their formal consent at the time. They may have given a previously written request but while they had capacity, they might have withdrawn it at any time.

Again if we look at safeguards, we find issues:

Once present resistance is discounted, the system must rely on clinicians and legal authorities to decide that the person’s life has crossed the threshold where death is preferable. That is not a neutral act. It is a human judgement about the value of another human’s continued existence.

Advance directives are meant to guide care, not to bind a future self who can no longer speak clearly. The idea that a person “might have withdrawn it at any time” is crucial. A written document cannot capture the complexity of a person’s evolving identity, fears, attachments, or desires as dementia progresses.

So let's look at why the Dutch Supreme Court upheld it. Understanding their reasoning doesn’t make it less troubling, but it clarifies the logic. They argued that the woman’s dementia meant she lacked the capacity to withdraw her earlier request. They held that an advance directive must remain valid even when the person can no longer reaffirm it. They concluded that her confused resistance was not a meaningful expression of will. This is a legal attempt to protect autonomy, but it ends up privileging past autonomy over present personhood.

So is the person with advanced dementia the same moral agent as their earlier self? Two competing views exist: The “precedent autonomy” view: The earlier, competent self has authority over the later self. This is the view the Dutch court effectively endorsed. The “current interests” view: The living, present person, however impaired, has moral priority. Their comfort, safety, and expressed wishes matter more than past documents.

The Coffee Case shows what happens when the first view is taken to its extreme. When the living person’s behaviour is dismissed as “confused,” their humanity is diminished. Countries with assisted dying often broaden eligibility from terminal illness, to chronic illness, to mental illness, to dementia. Once the system accepts that some lives are “no longer meaningful,” it becomes easier to extend that logic.

These risks do not mean assisted dying is inherently unethical. But they mean that safeguards must be built around the living person, not only the past document. 

The Coffee Case forces societies to choose between two incompatible ethical commitments: precedent autonomy (the past self rules) and current welfare and expressed will (the present self matters most).  Most people assume both can be honoured. This case shows they cannot.

The Coffee Case also  shows how a system can begin to treat past consent as sufficient and present resistance  as irrelevant. Once that logic is accepted, three further steps become thinkable: (1) If past consent can override present refusal, then present refusal is no longer ethically decisive. (2) If present refusal can be dismissed as “confused”, then clinicians become the arbiters of which refusals count. (3) If clinicians can decide which refusals count, then they can also decide when consent is “implied,” “assumed,” or “inferred.” . At the moment the third step above has not been taken by the Dutch and there are still safeguards, albeit weakened.  

This is how a system could drift from “voluntary” to “clinician‑interpreted” to “clinician‑decided.” It doesn’t require malice. It requires only a series of small, well‑intentioned decisions that gradually shift the centre of moral authority away from the person and toward the system. I think we should take this danger as a very real consequence of the moral logic. 

The lesson is that once a society (not the individual themselves) accepts that some lives are better ended, the justification can expand faster than anyone expects.