Stuart Jenkins

That's not a pretty bird! Great photo.

Another good show. I liked the father and son thing with Naveed. Thanks to all.

It’s the kindness of the programme that makes it good to watch. And I liked your tie and waistcoat. It’s time for ties to make a comeback.

You're not sat in bed, you're sitting in bed. It's something you're doing, not something that was done to you. Choose!

Thank you, George, friend of my boyhood, friend to people today.

They were great, but so were the rhinos.

Thank you. A grim thing to see- I am myself a Baptist. Mind you, we have much talk over here about Baptist leadership; an obvious oxymoron in my book.

The poor little boy.

Some great jugs and another lovely programme. Poor Mark, a casualty of the kiln.

Can you hear the contrabassoon in the last pages? Does it make your teeth vibrate?

This is worthy of the name you post under.

You're on solid ground with Carey. Described as the father of the modern (Protestant) missionary movement, he was extraordinary. Perhaps it's significant that he never came home, and is regarded as an honorary Bengali.

Someone offended by primary evidence must be struggling with distortions within themselves!

Carey studied languages, opened a savings bank, published Bengali poetry, had a botanic garden, campaigned against suttee and became professor of Sanskrit.

I'm interested to read this. Carey had a wholistic view of mission and was always aware of justice, education and development. Much broader minded than most mission organisations today.

Why would drug companies spend money on freebies, then?

Back in the 1970s it was more than £3,000 per GP per year. I'm glad our doctors have discovered more integrity since then.

As it should be. We want treatment to be led by medical judgement, not freebies from drug companies. 50 years ago they gave out not just pens and note pads but suits, meals, even holidays.

Doctors should be properly paid, though.

I have no idea how you do it. Anyone can take a lucky shot, but you do it again and again. I don't just enjoy your pictures, I enjoy birds more because of them.

Nice! Not just the wheels, but the scribbley Dali shadow, the internal lens reflections, the level surface, and the low sun's graphic depiction of time. Childhood passing.

What a noble mountain. All that space in front of it.

A good trinity.

I've been here three years now. They are in Wharfedale in large numbers.

I never see them in Calderdale, sadly.

I think it's just a description of doubling by weight the bird population. If you doubled the number of fish in the rivers and lakes that would also be a huge ecological imbalance.

What a con this so called "Tennessee Williams" is. There are at least two, Venus and Serena, that are way more tennisy. You couldn't make it up.

Bit cloudy up in Heptonstall, still.

There's a new recording on Hyperion of Florence Price's piano quartet played by the Takács Quartet and Marc-André Hamelin, and it's so enjoyable; affectionate, playful and welcoming.
I suspect it takes time to learn how to play a neglected composer, and how to listen to them. This moves us on.

There will be a bit of internal reflection off the inside of the bow window's structure, and the floor of the bow itself will be very well lit and that will brighten up the room within. Mainly, though, I think they just look really good. Looks versus cost, water leaks and heat loss. I vote bow!

I'm not sure more glass means more light. I think the amount of light in the room depends on the size of the gap in the wall where the window is. A bow window will let less light in than a flat window because it has more frames. Of course you might sit within the bow.

Many good memories of that place.

That's a horrific take on the atonement. Interesting how the word masculine apparently means brutal, hyper aggressive, self-obsessed.