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Faith

  • Dancing Like Nobby Stiles

    Why we should all be more like Nobby Read more

  • Always, my Friend

    A friendship that is never tested Because there is no cross examination. Where the beginning Is also the end. Always, my friend. Read more

  • Winter

    https://soundcloud.com/roystannard/roy-stannard-winter Recorded live on Roy Stannard’s ‘The Whole Nine Yards’ – my weekly radio show on Seahaven FM 96.3 and online at www.seahavenfm.com on Thursday 6th December 2013 this is a poem about Winter inspired by the South Downs just north of Newhaven at Rodmell and Piddinghoe close to where I work. The music bed… Read more

  • Mean Time

    Where the you meets the me Someone has drawn a line Like a monstrous meridian Snatching mean time from a perfect eternity. Read more

  • Henry Olonga – Today a good man stood up

    Henry Olonga is an impressive man. Clear of voice, clear of purpose. He stands tall and today he won over a crowd of Sussex business people with his simple honesty and sincere beliefs. He had made a decision a few years ago to not tolerate corruption, oppression and intimidation. He had stood up and been… Read more

  • Walter Tull. Why have you never heard of him?

    The 25th March marks a lonely anniversary. There should be parades, bunting, crowds. But there will not be a single Reveille. On that day ninety-three years ago an authentic hero died in the Second Battle of the Somme. A Boys Own hero, a sporting legend who had played for Spurs, a leader of men who… Read more

  • Faith in a Big Society

    We negotiate life hoping that the future will bear fruit. Without faith, family planning would be a family gamble. Without faith, we wouldn’t sacrifice for the future – the present would be a cynical, nihlistic pig’s trough of satiated appetites. Nothing to hold onto – or for. The opposite of faith is worthlessness, helplessness and… Read more

  • A letter to the six year old me

    I was a cute kid, light brown hair with bright, wide open eyes, curious about everything, trusting about a lot more. I was a first born so for the first four years of my life I was a prince, the centre of attention and the focus of everything – except that for the first five… Read more

  • Are we God’s weakness?

    It’s liberating not to be an expert. Great to admit that there’s a million things that I simply don’t know. All I’m sure about is that I’m still curious. For example, I don’t know for sure if the Earth is warming up or that the Poles are thawing at a faster rate than the oceans Read more