Posted by Karen Imms   Like buses, things seem to come along in twos, threes and fours, and I’ve been involved in rather too many funerals recently where there’s been an immense amount of anguish caused by a dead person’s addiction/s.  Sometimes it’s led directly to their deaths, sometimes not. 

The Purbeck Isle   What do love and death have in common? Ans: they inspire poetry. It’s where we turn when words fail. Two pieces today. The first is freshly minted by our religious correspondent, Richard Rawlinson. We do not know We do not know when or how we shall die.

    Posted by Vale Celebrant Kim Farley went to Abram Wilson’s memorial service a week or so ago. He was a young American Jazz Musician who died unexpectedly aged just 38. She writes: ‘There was a procession from the South Bank to St John’s in Waterloo and once inside